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Aug 2018
I look up
at the sky,
staring into space.
Standing
on the summit,
our daily meeting place.
I stretch
out my arms
to it, to embrace.
Yeah!
It's my solace,
the smile of my face.
I wanna jump
up to the sky,
Just wanna leave a trace.
I'll ask the sky
nothing but
A Jar full of
memories glacΓ©
Yeah! It's my next dream
to chase, by God's grace.
Aishwarya Ezhava
Written by
Aishwarya Ezhava  21/F/INDIA
(21/F/INDIA)   
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