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A Slip of Pride

by aditya-shankar

Roots will protect your head from the ground As it falls through light, space and sound From far up high, from where the thunder rolls Behind clouds pink-orange, white and gold.
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aditya-shankar
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Written by
aditya-shankar
25 / M / Indian
Published
Dec 10, 2015
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