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Apr 2013
The Sun is waiting for the Dawn of Dreams
for a fresh start,
between the relationship between the Nature and the sapiens species.

The Moon is waiting for the innocent insane
to come home,
back to the place where it belongs to.

The enigmatic eyes... The sensual soul...

The Cuckoo wants to sing for you.

The Wind wants to dance.

The Fire wants to swim.

The Earth wants to freeze.

All are waiting for you with a hope,
         that you will be back.

                                                                          Don't test their endurance.
sneha mundari
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