Sitting alone in the garden
Some times I think,
that
fragrance of flowers,
colours of rainbow and
castles build of sand,
why these all scatter so soon
Some times I think
why we parted ways!
wait!
stop , please donot go,
may be there is a way,
lets think again.
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