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बेबी अत्तेम्प्त on poetry

Dream Girl

I stare at my light
Such a wonderful sight
Now I know how heaven is
Each time without thee, hell is


I stare at my light
Such wonderful delight
Fairer then the fairest
Moderate and modest


I stare at my light
Shining so bright
Thou are my inspiration
Perfect person of my perception


Thou are my dream girl…

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