how to explain you by the word's trap,
it's the matter of heart, if you
couldn't read through
the eyes, the
implicit
emotion remains half bloomed, the
wet dreams often emerges on
the edge of misty river in
the winter morning,
on the residue
of surface,
floats
some fragrance unexplored - - - -
art by nandini karunamuni - India
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