Wild Dreams

satishverma

This was
a prelude to a prefix.
I want to stretch
my arms
to reach your moon.

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Why did they had
to go,
the night,
the caper,
the moon!

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 22nd, 2017 20:19
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 12
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