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Mar 2018
One day
I met a girl
bloomy and tall
she wore sunshine
in her eyes
her hair prisoners
of the wind
and when she smiled
the moon arrived
yet when she cried
her tears resembled
petals, soft and purple
I think she was
made of flowers.
Kartikeya Jain
Written by
Kartikeya Jain  24/M/India
(24/M/India)   
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