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Twenty unseen faces……….

composed and smiled…….

jostled and fluttered

as authors

when they were filed…..

wings lend them a favour

together they flied….

…entwined in each other….

exuberance replied…….

words held the glue……

……twenty made a milieu……

when the sun rose….

they were without clue…..

then they  set to ascend

as the wind blew…..

mumblings with each other….

rose and grew…….

a bouquet of blossoms

This  charming milieu…..

red and purple

green and blue….

an assemblage of words

in astounding shades and hue……………….

 

 

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