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Never do mourn for those fellow, who don't know ,

Never do mourn for those fellow,

who don't know ,how to overcome from sorrow,

Maybe,butterflies are not shrugged about their tenderness,

perish your feelings toward them,was your tiny madness,

Misery of broken heart wouldn't emphasis that perish.

Leafs the bad page of your life,

just like wind flow in sky.

Lament of your life have,leftover somewhere,

because river's already forget the path which leads toward mountain's.

Tiny miniature of love is vanish,

now you we're not a nostalgia of Danish.

Corpses of Excruciating memories are no need to Gabble again,

now,you were deatched from someone pain.

©Prabha Sharma
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