Puneet Sharma

Himachal Pradesh India 26 , 2000 October
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The door is open again
It's a new day
Those flowers are about to bloom
With all those mighty powers
The darkest night has come to an end
That stranger will never be seen
Those eyes after so many days will be clean
Those curtains are now no longer a guard
The memories of dawn will be flourished now it's not hard

Those dishes were broken but the courage of cleaning up is here
Sitting in the backyard watching the gloomy days of spring and just stare
No more miseries of the unlucky heir
Easy for those who glare and harder it gets for them who cares

Those letters of cheering are on the table
Waking up the guy who was wabble
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