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FANTASY OR TRUTH? Their love was unknown, Dern to it is still to be known. Into the woods were their places to hide, Happy, free and away from sights. Acardian, were they, In the land of the rich. For who would hunt them in the shore of mist! Least interested in the chocolates and gifts, They too had their dinner date! But the panache was a winsome way No fortune was needed to blow up the light. Fireflies instead of candles could lit up their night! Moon and Stars were their servants tonight! Contributing to it, were the alluring butterflies. They loved and laughed and smiled whole night, lost in the ocean of each other's eyes! Wild berry helped them make the wine, what else could be the best dinner time! Torpidly laying in the arms of her man, she dreamt about a happy fairyland! But their end was near in no time, and they gave away their lives fighting like knights! Listening to this the little girl cried, When at that time her mother justified, "This is just a story baby, no need to cry! Such love stories never happen in real life!" ©snehawassan
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