No more told
No more untold
up on the way; simply singing poems
No more springs
No more things
up on the way; simply living paints
No more lazy
No more Fragrance crazy
up on the way; simply smiling flowers
Not for a cold
They won't hold
up on the way; drizzles before raining
No more sounds
No more signs
up on the way; lights of feelings- no more thought!
No knows him
No knows Her
upon the way ; endless foot prints !
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