My Sunset Is Coming
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To the fresh flowers I touch
And feel its silky petals and kiss
I inhale its fragrance so sweet
And its beauty I don't like to miss
To the flowers at the noon
I watch closely and feel so sad
Stung by the hungry bees
It lost the nectar, suffered and bled
To the flowers in the dusk
I watch it drooped and weeping
A message for my happy
Life that my sunset too is coming
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