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One Cold Night, a poem by Robitah Nawawi, Malaysia
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Robitah Nawawi, Malaysia
One Cold Night
When the wind is blowingI can hear the trees are singing alongWith the beautiful soundOf nature's instrumentsThe clouds are creeping with the rhythmI can sense the celebration of tonightThe nature is living the night with joyThe birds and bugs are playing their role stupendouslyThe pores on my skin are opening eccentricallyAnd the wind's pricking into my bonesThe skies are sweating heavilydampening the land I stand onThis one cold night suddenly leaving meWith the strange senses of an innocent creature.by,bita
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