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The language of thine eyes

Two dazzling balls which speaks with art A glimpse of deep pains from thine heart It shines the gloom as dimming moon And take a weight of million tons. But lo my friend the time will pass And all your burdens will be in trash.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 2/15/2017 6:51:00 AM
Very nicely written ...
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Stephany Delima
Date: 2/15/2017 7:35:00 AM
thank you sir... :)