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Amidst the lightest drizzle

Darkest of nights

With the breezy wind

Comes the fragrance of the meadow...

In the light of the stars

Through the tunes of melody

And the sweetest of all

With the mildest warmth

There you are

My endless you

And there we are

The tiniest of all...!

Unnoticed yet loved...!

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