Still remember.
Both poppler tree top of the hillside,
Dancing and fluttering
With cold wind.
You are growing secretly like large waves.
Today I am alone.
Not "Duisen" here to see,
Beauty of the poppler tree.
And
To brook your cold wind.
Still will calling "Duisen"
Popplarayano....
Are you remember ?
I am " Althinai".
-Subhashi-
-Subhashi-
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