Friday, May 10, 2019

Pleasant Fragrance Comments

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My beloved poet was sick,
He was very weak and feeble,
He was lying in his bed
With dark and gloomy eyes.
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Varsha M 11 May 2019

And I agree with you completely For the best medicine to a sick person Is the reverberance of his lost hope. And the truth of this is well understood By the one who is so close And fears not what may come but do all to rejuvenate. Beautiful is your imagination to see your poet friend recover soon.

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