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My Cheery Story!
Ujjal Mandal, WB, India
When I cast my eyes to a butterfly,
The vernal freshness glows and I
Fly to the open blue by the sea
To tell my cheery and buoyant story.
Friday 6th November 2020 10:08 am
The Fuscous Sky!
Ujjal Mandal, India
The sky looks fuscous and heavy
When the sun hides his cheery face
Into the cloak of clouds as like
The air loses his sweet rhythm when
Nightingale stops her healing songs.
Thursday 5th November 2020 11:48 am
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