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Hiding
from the rain under the giant tree,
Hiding
from the beautiful face of yours,
Trying
to knock the door of my heart,
I
dub you ‘The angel of my Heart’.
Slowly
and steadily you are wafting your smile,
Frantically
I was walking towards thy lawn,
Little
and witty grasses tried to drag my legs,
I
am taken aback by the destiny of my faith.
In
the heavenly abbot of faithful lawn,
Simply and slowly I can perceive your hair
waggle,
To
the rhythm of fresh morning zephyr.
I
am awestruck by the beauty of sight.
Morning,
afternoon and midnight of my stance,
Motionless
on the chair in my room,
In
front of my simple and valuable PC,
I
enjoy your beautiful smile.
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