No True Love
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Anil Kumar Panda
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That day I met her in
The garden when she
Was pacing the lawn
She had flowers in her
Hands and her beauty
Glowed in the golden
Light of the early morn
I went near her wearing
A smile and offered her
My love that was pure
Her face turned red in
Anger and turning away
She said true love really
Exists she was not sure
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