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A perfect morning

A perfect night

How do you describe

A place so perfect

As your pen runs ahead

 

Wake up with

Temple bells

Fall asleep to

The lullaby of the sea

 

A perfect view

By my window-side

Made up by imperfectness

Of old temples and crooked trees

Of sparkling stars and black waves

 

A sight so enchanting

Created by mundane hues

A sight so dramatic

Enchanted with street lights

 

Not a moment passes by

Without gazing afar

Across the horizon

Beyond sight

At the unseen tides

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