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Sep 2017
CATCH OF  ONE DRIP
My Sovereignty was lost , I am not what I was , I just remember that I was  a rust .
My heart was felling the pain in that charismatic world  , my soul is hiding somewhere
............still that smell of the power is catching me  . Again and again it is whispering that I am   addicted to nature trance .

My body was scattered and I too!  . Still its there covered with dust , sand and  feelings . Its there but getting lost to that core in days and days. I am eager to catch each drip of my self .

That way of stardust throws a drip to my heart . Its the cage to catch my heart but my heart catches that drip and gets caught in it but still my heart is beating violently ,it is beating vigorously , it is beating dynamically and it is beating ........it is beating
It is nothing but an addiction of nature trance
Sanya
R U S T .....
catch of one drip.......
Sanya
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