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I shall sleep under the open skies
And shall come to view
The twinkling skies and the moon shining up above
And I underneath
Shall talk to Chandramukhi
Under the sheuli plant tree
Collecting the tiny specks, but fragrant sheulis,
Dew-laced and fresh,
Fallen under,
Scattered around

One misty morning.
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Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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