Friendly was the air,
My eyes got stuck on the girl so fair,
Standing on the roof just next to my home,
Touching my disorderly hair, I missed a comb!
Forgetting all else, I kept watching her,
As if she were a star,
Waiting to return home soon,
I wished time should stop that noon!
Her beauty hypnotised my soul,
At that very moment, she did seem my lone goal.
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