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Shy to be admired by nature.
Love called me by name
As the flowers smiled secretly ,
In abide to attract my poor heart .
Clouds in there moon-walking
Stopped from there wandering expedition,
And gaze at me curiously
To an extent of them tumbling over.
The wind blew soothly.Smoothly
In abide to sweep my heart.
The Sun stopped shining the world
And concentrated on me .
Like a lost sheep
I looked down in despire ,
Shy to be admired by nature .
As the flowers smiled secretly ,
In abide to attract my poor heart .
Clouds in there moon-walking
Stopped from there wandering expedition,
And gaze at me curiously
To an extent of them tumbling over.
The wind blew soothly.Smoothly
In abide to sweep my heart.
The Sun stopped shining the world
And concentrated on me .
Like a lost sheep
I looked down in despire ,
Shy to be admired by nature .
Published 5th Jun 2014
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5th Jun 2014 8:51pm
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