she danced on a rhythm filled with silence,
she laughed at the sight of exuberance,
she sung in a voice unheard,
she celebrated in the company of colours,
she spoke in words neither strange nor new,
she agonized life of those who remained dead, in a body alive,
she loved most the gift of god to her-her companion and guide,
she expected not much of what she got,
she thus desired to reciprocate and pay in some way,
the exuberant experience,the month of may..........
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