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Anisha Nisha

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Anisha Nisha

Abstract

Your Voice

Your Voice

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A sound that shall not perish

A sound that whispers all day long

Your voice

Your sound-

Swirls my soul 


Making my heart warm

Like the voice of sun a soft flare of light

Sliding between the leaves

And shining

And there is nothing left to do

But to listen once again and smile. 


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