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Feb 2018
A new day begins
As endless like a pristine breeze
Instant defines a silent choir
Stimulated air touches a soul
Precious moments yet to track
Nothing seems, for granted
Like an art, a living stone

This, too, will pass.
Genre: Abstract
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
Mystic Ink Plus
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Mystic Ink Plus  M/Nepal
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