The rustle sound of dry leaves being crushed under the shade
of a tree,
The brittle way of breaking old fences in the pretext of
bridge-building,
Life does plot against you,
It tis you to smiles,
It rips you of cries.
From my balcony
26.03.2020 18.30 pm - 19.20 pm Stay there for some more time, Before time gobbles you for today! Are you screening the waters ...
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13 on my fathers side and 6 on my mothers side together takes the count to 19! With a lifted nose and broadened shoulder bones I start t... -
26.03.2020 18.30 pm - 19.20 pm Stay there for some more time, Before time gobbles you for today! Are you screening the waters ...
Like it a lot.
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