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Gift me your caring brush

All my tiresome look tries to find your beloved brook. Then I shook my head Knowingly or unknowingly to respond to your loving outlook. Deeply I thought the uncertainty I fought. Will you inscribe my sky so bright With your caring brush All day and night? Thank you everyone for reading my poem.. If you like it then gives comment and keep supporting me. Have a nice day..

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