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I cherish thee day and night.

In the morning when breeze ceased blowing,
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Prabir Gayen
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Ayan Mondal 27 May 2020

when Love's preternatural, erie lay trills in the synagogue of heart, I arise from the dream ofthee to cherish thee in toneless inception, tippy noon, timid twilight and undying darkness. ........

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Ayan Mondal 27 May 2020

when a band of tunableminstrels gather on the pasture of sylvan lea of the quintessence spouse ofknowledge - bliss -absolute - the being, when silence seems to shoot music mystic in theblue brine of bottomless and motionless sky empty and thick.

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Ayan Mondal 27 May 2020

when thehumble bees crawl on dew- fed green with their stomach full of delicious dulcet,

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Ayan Mondal 27 May 2020

In the morning when breeze ceased blowing, the flowers made group tolaunch a new brand of redolence. when birds shooknight's amorous indolence making cooing in their nest full of air, when frosty dew made a thin cloud upclomb the trees like canopy

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Aaaaaasunta 11 December 2018

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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***** 11 December 2018

I arise from the dream ofthee to cherish thee in toneless inception

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