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Forgiveness from heart is like cool balm
Makes one's broken soul content and calm
A refreshing morning zephyr of seedtime
A magic that plays some delightful rhyme
Effacing all the long biting harshness
When blooms the April, expires the duress
Let the hate evansce and bygones be bygones
And love ever be like liability overdrawn
Around the candle whirls then burns the fly
Ethereal contentment is divine not a lie.
© Kawsar Khalil
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