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False Glow

As a violet, I picked you up, ‎
Reverently, placed you upon the pulpit, ‎
Hopefully, one day, you would flourish
And yield wildflowers' incense.‎

Sunray, upon my will, kept on kissing you
Giving hope you would grow up! ‎
Moonbeam, by the gravity of love, ‎
Could not give you a miss.‎

With a special care, focused on you, ‎
Were GOD'S EYES least to shrivel up not.‎
Even the breeze, submissively, calls on you.‎
Jealousy that only genuine bond does rise, ‎

Would envy: ‎

‎ The sunray, ‎

‎ Moonbeam

‎ God's eyes, ‎

‎ And the breeze.‎

But all buffeted by the wind! ! ‎
Your inner glow, no more than A BIG LIE
What makes the difference - ‎
you are engulfed in pleasures of life! ‎
I am overwhelmed by conservatism! ‎
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