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And stars are laughing at me. I come out by taking finger of Hope in my hands. My dreams Are wandering like feet of gypsies. unconscious Like sun's beams. Dew makes up to flowers so Wings of butterfly are wet. And now fly of love is ended Before finding beauty. Because Wind had taken up weapons of Speer to bring Autumn. Half hope is still half to Meet him. And beautiful dreams Are stolen by season of Autumn. Crops of dreams are dried up And stars are laughing at me. Hafeez Riaz. *_*_*_*_ #quotes #sun #suddenly #friends #flowers #dewdrops #sadpoetry #butterfly #morning

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