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Jul 2015
The droplets baltering their way through the grey sky,
that end up trickling down your spine

Amongst the winds that travel in the highest of mountains,
leaving me speechless**

A moment that stayed longer than usual.
Atishay
Written by
Atishay  Manipal , India
(Manipal , India)   
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   hamid khan
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