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Monday, September 30, 2013

Magic Trance

Your fragrance is in the morning flowers,
The birds hum your mellifluous tunes,
The dawn paints your captivating smile,
My morning is blessed by your countless boons;

You are everywhere - your songs, your smiles,
Such a spell your magic has wrought,
Magic trance, you've weaved all over,
A trance from which hope I shall wake not.


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