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White Gather around the rosebuds while they blooms

White Gather around the rosebuds while they blooms in may,
Old time is still fleeting as in any bay.
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow  will be dying as any hay.

Like the cherry blossoms in winter,
That ruined all the leaves ever.
To catch it as any shining star,
One is dying ever and forever as a liar.

©Bhagyashree Jena
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