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by Satish Verma Jan 27, 2018 category : Nature, environment / nature
In high definition you were extolling the unspoken words. I was trying to grab that something, so nice, like a poem. My mate! Let us talk about the rhythm of wilderness in private. It has been ages when we slept together, like a poem. Where there was a waterfall, you were crying, as a fallen dew. I wanted to hold you on the leaf of grass, like a poem.