Dusk had fallen,While the sky was gray,Red flowers bloomed,And the yellow fade away,Night was to fall,But the sun had to stay,Moon of fourteen,For the lover had to pray,Life gave up hope,Yet the heart had to say,Lover wrote a letter,But the pigeon lost it's way.

-Neymat Khan

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