the sky is the phase of short-term
sigh, If you want, get back
from here, the skyline
hasn't the fixed
location,
everything looks beautiful from a - -
distance, nobody knows the
exact destination, your
love has the infinite
desire and the
life is just
a drop
of dew, stagnated eagerly in the tip
of leaf, who knows the mood of
wind, in a blink, the world
changes itself, all the
dreams remained
as usual in
the depth
of mist.
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
