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Friday, 11 May 2012

Poetry: Baby

When a baby
Is born

A pure 
Rose

Is growing

The gates
Of a colorful
Garden 

Of
Tropical fruits

Smiles 
Our hearts open

The dances
Clap

Singing all nights

Mum is blessed
The Universe is blessed

Eternity has a smile

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