Ah, coexisting. The
infinite, with a small
blue bird.
*
In moonlight
I was waiting
for the cloud.
*
Remembering your
full lips.
Almost tripped.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: January 18th, 2017 22:44
- Category: Nature
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