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Memories are like seasons,
Come spring they are refreshed again and again,
You say, poems are just poems!
But no dearest one,
My poems…
Are reflections of my deepest feelings,
My garden paradise,
Where beautiful birds cheerfully sing and play,
My daily place of recluse and solace,
My crafted dreams,
To momentarily taste your refreshing sweetness,
And feel your presence, close!
poem by Desert Life
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