A TRIBUTE
Your smile resembles a fresh lotus blossom,
In the tense face, I see a threatened hare,
The words, I hear as a child's whisper,
The consolation reflects the innocence of a new born,
The happiness exalts a vagabond's bliss,The only one I have like you is you.You have something special in you.
I do miss you...
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