Category: majestic
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Late
The evening Says, Goodnight It welcomes me With a cool breeze Where shadows Bounce off the bank Of easy going trees It speaks in riddles But is majestic Like noonday Some people love the night Nocturnal souls come out to play The owl hoots The bat screeches The tired snore When all is done The…
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Us
Us to the world… say what you must i gave into the inevitable, the majestic, the dynamic, story of us! If you enjoyed this post… If you would like to see more… Please like, share, comment and subscribe – Much love, Esha
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