By Chance
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Anil Kumar Panda
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As the cool wind leaves
The world to hide in the dale
The sky is draped with the clouds
And the sun shines very thin and pale
I miss you and wait for
Hours at the garden's gate
Where in a sultry afternoon of
The summer we have suddenly met
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş