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by Satish Verma Sep 13, 2022 category : Nature, environment / nature
Sipping the light from moon, playing with dandelions, do you remember me? Milky latex on your hands, you squeeze the round seeds, as if to become steady? for a denial. I will never know the? difference between the twins. Pain and ecstasy of loving the thorns of rose hips. Stay there, where you were comfortable. Standing on the edge of a steep rock I am waiting for? the fall.