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Melody

...let the winged fancy roam...

to the sky.....

she held the fear of the rain
held the passion of heaven
dazzling light of sun
and soft dim light of the moon


she was weary and worn
her pale face
expressed her deep agony
told the truth unspoken-
she has no limit of her boundary
but has no existence.....
she starts from a void
and ends in there

story of a pornai last letter

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