One poem per hour when you sleep
I wonder how words come
It must be the torture and pain becoming one
It must be the coldness of my bones…
~ Dakshi~
13/09/2016
One poem per hour when you sleep
I wonder how words come
It must be the torture and pain becoming one
It must be the coldness of my bones…
~ Dakshi~
13/09/2016
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