Gift Of Love
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Your sweet mile
Calls me from a mile
And the wavy curl
In my dream does unfurl
A cloud dark and immense
In me it sows the seed
Of a pure love indeed
That I would must cherish
As from Him a divine bliss
@Tiku 16/06/2015
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