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Aug 2018
The wind
brushes through
my hair,
makes my
skin tingle &
wraps me up
in it’s
cold breezing
arms.
- Β©Smridhi Lakra
Smridhi Lakra
Written by
Smridhi Lakra  17/F/New Delhi
(17/F/New Delhi)   
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