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Alone

There sat a beautiful girl !!
away from the world is she,
away from fear
away from (the) tear,
of losing the Gods...
of losing the childish emotions !!!
For,
No One is there to take care
of the little lady;
Lost are the dreams,
For,
the dreamers are gone,
for ever...
No one is there to say
"Allah be praised";
No one to look after her
and be the gardener for this barren land;
she is waiting
waiting for them
and i feel that sinking heart
unable to tell..
No call can bring them back
neither you nor the God !!

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