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Dec 2017
We seldom call Autumn
beautiful. or never.
Because things worn out
and even blossoms fall down.
There's dryness all over. right ?
What if the Autumn is in love with soil.
and to heal its wounds,
Autumn puts flowers on it.
There's dryness all around
for autumn mourns on
the dead part of soil.
It's not always about beauty.
It's about feelings. sometimes.
Vishal Gupta
Written by
Vishal Gupta  20/Kolkata
(20/Kolkata)   
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     Shradha Rai, --- and Mysidian Bard
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