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A fiction hangs on her delicacy,to see unseen like a prophecy.
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Earth laughs in flowers,
Cries in rain,
Stares from sky.
Earth dances in soil,
Walks in trees,
Sleeps..
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I was lifted by your love up in the air
To notice my smile is that all you care.
Bring your ..
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History repeats to frame the present,trust the future,it will be fine.
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The pieces of past like broken mirrors,showed my face like a traitor
And turned me cold like a body of dead without any hope, without a narrator.
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Happy New Year
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The brink of the sea where sun melts and gets dissolved in the dark, moon comes up with the stars to put his anarchy for the night.......sun rises wit..
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A heartfelt definition of truth as described by a mom to her son....
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Love in the eyes, so pure and pious
Warmth in the heart with living desiresFor the one you care and put your trust
And hold him..
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Lasttime when I cared for my dry
corner within, I portrayed a sea with its patheticity and richness,its language
and stillness,its turbulence an..
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