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PRISMATIC PHASE
Sunday morning looms,
Different shades,
Cast their effect on the heart.
A bird glides above,
Seeks support,
To land and nestle among dreams.
Mary Hopkins sings,
Recalls past,
In "Those were the days my friend".
Adnan Jaffar* glad,
Facebook friend,
Wants him to come more closer.
Moon has descended,
Stars remain,
And I keep thinking of 'you'.
