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What to write,

What to say,

When every thought,

tries to pray,

for the hollow of the heart,

to get filled with sheer joy,

on at last, being truly loved,

and not getting played, like a toy

With the running sands of time,

Every dream has gone to sleep,

and every true, desire of heart,

has slipped down a cave, so deep

Yet the shine of morning sun,

brings a hope and shine to me,

making me, to write these lines,

trying to reach the ears of thee

Hence, this little piece of words,

tries to reach your world, so far,

Through this beautiful, lovely place,

Where, a true reader, you are !!!