Not a word slipped Or tumbled down, not a leaf on any of the trees stirred or fell even the dew waited patiently on the edge of the precarious blade the crow looked on Did a foot move did a sigh escape did a soul plead did i or did you say, stir, look a little.. time forgot...
A though crafted with care, a heart dealt with fear, feelings submerged under deep blue sea, blue sky, which prevails, waiting for the submarine to show its head high up the sea, get in touch with the smoky high....
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A though crafted with care, a heart dealt with fear, feelings submerged under deep blue sea,
blue sky, which prevails, waiting for the submarine to show its head high up the sea, get in touch with the smoky high....
bhalo laglo....
Time never forgets ... It remains as memoirs in the core of the deep red ... The heart never sleeps ...
bhalo legechhey ....
well written
The trepidation of the moment forever etched in the ripples of time..
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