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by Satish Verma Feb 1, 2023 category : Nature, environment / nature
How would you retrieve the soul of moon? There was not enough darkness. Long back, the ink was always black, and the words would tremble like aspen. The echo comes loudly resounding the green valley's anguish. Don't hit me, by a vivid farewell. Buried one's head in poems somebody walks through you. The wound had been? still raw. A panther jumps on the antelope.