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MAGNIFICIENT RELISH

in a childhood i see long pines from a balcony
transparent terrace where wind talked to me
into an evening summer day
watching high pines dance
 
In to years back, where my dad has that room
i draw a sketch of pines dance in the sky
an evening has come but
i couldn't took off the eye from pines
 
the picture into far away childhood
like ghosts crawling to your mind
the pines dance in a cloudy evening sky
an ambient of the enduring dream
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