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Second Half

July

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Stepping into you is a privileged Access that I never undervalue

In your first half, You packaged Poetry in a currency that is valued Realizing I needed an expression Of your affections and care While dwelling in the midst of World-in-disarray and lockdown

Here I am dancing into you Second half — with smiles and A refreshing welcome On rainy and sunny days

My oil burner heats Your fragrance of beauty Knowing your heart is wide open To release more of your love And positivity stored for me

Already, you’ve sent your flower-lily On the first day, majestically Gracing each of my moment In the fickleness of rare purity

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