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Brahmi

Abstract


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Brahmi

Abstract


The Magic Of The Fireflies

The Magic Of The Fireflies

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I squinted through my sleepy eyes,

To see the beautiful moon at its rise;


As its silver light flooded the farms,

Trees covered themselves in Christmas charms;


Nature's magic held me entranced,

The breath-taking scene at my glance;


The trees were no lies,

The lights were no disguise,

It was the magic of the beautiful fireflies.


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