A notice from author sama..

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Readers.. I am very sorry to inform that..I may have to hold up the updates for some time...No. No..I am not going to drop the novel...I have drafts but unedited version....After completing my other novel..I should start with this one again..But that may take some time....Please forgive this..author-sama..😞🙏

I am taking a vacation..😁

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Enjoy the short poem that I have written some time ago...

TITLE - WITHERED FLOWER.

SUMMARY- A YOUNG NAIVE ORPHAN BOY...

SOMETIME AGO USED TO LIVE IN LUXURY...HIS PERSONALITY WAS SOFT AND GENTLE...BUT BEFORE HE COULD GROW UP..HE WAS CRUSHED BY HIS RELATIVES WHO WERE EYEING FOR HIS WEALTH..AND HE WAS LEFT TO LIVE A LIFE OF A TRAMP FOR FIVE YEARS NOW..

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I am just a withered flower fallen before the autumn came,

Crushed under the tens of steps : broken and lifeless,

Hundred of eyes saw the dirtied flower lying beside the lamp post,

Yet no one left him second glance,

Alas! How can he forget???

Cause, right now...I am just a withered flower fallen before the autumn came.

Once I was also a naive little bud, waiting to bloom into a pretty flower,

Bees envied, wasps admired but no one tried to treasured him,

When was it?...Ah!.., I can remember not anymore,

Cause, right now...I am just a withered flower fallen before the autumn came..

Crumbled, dirtied and wrinkled...are my petals,

as they no longer shine under the warm rays of sun,

The taste of warmth rays..O! I had forgotten what they were like,

In my plate has been served only the cold breeze of night,

Cause right now,...I am just a withered flower waiting for spring to arrive...

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