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Hello
Twice she looked, and smiled
I said: "Hello"... She replied
Before she leaves, I said: “see you”
She became blushed as the bride
Again, we met after a minute
I heard her lovely sighs
I said: "you are....", she said: right”
Shaking hands by sight
Purely, she asked to know
Are you Farag, Are you poet
I said true. But again we met
To inspire me to write
Tuesday 9th April 2019 12:17 pm

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