Muted the telly, burned newspaper. Only to restore the beauty, of this broken world. I harbour in imagination not allowing it to hinder creation.
Leave a Comment"let's submerge into imagination."
Muted the telly, burned newspaper. Only to restore the beauty, of this broken world. I harbour in imagination not allowing it to hinder creation.
Leave a CommentRipped shoe on Smile so long Dancing Merrily in flurry With Ground so muddy Humming Random melody Forgetting All her worries To collect money Passers…
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