Whenever I sat down on my balcony,
Take my diary and pen
Sat on my chair.....
While drinking a slurp of coffee...
Suddenly, what happened to me...
Words start dancing over my head....
They fight for pick me up
In your poems....
Whenever I sat down on my balcony,
Take my diary and pen
Sat on my chair.....
While drinking a slurp of coffee...
Suddenly, what happened to me...
Words start dancing over my head....
They fight for pick me up
In your poems....
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