wasn't so difficult, to meet again,
heard that in love, even lives,
destroyed by people,
it's different
matter,
those rare souls haven't the - - -
existence, but sometimes
they are emerging !
the star-shaped,
in the middle
of cloudy
sky,
myth or reality, whatever is that
perception, sometimes the
dream becomes, a
beautiful cause
of survival,
and
the life gets the cognition of - -
puffy rain, twilight soaks
the fragrant feeling
of wet soil,
all at
once, night looks amazing - - - -
seductive - - -
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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