Divine
Tales of white and green
With black tinge in between
Edifices in quadrangle
Surrounding a green garden
And her name was Divine,
She was my cradle for many years
She was gorgeous, fair and fine
Home of bitter-sweet memories
Oh! Divine, so beautiful
Your beauty invigorated my soul
It is hurtful to say goodbye
But I must leave you after all
September 6, 2022
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