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Apr 2020
The soul felt it was light as bees
As it was relieved and alive
Looking into a relief of hellish rocks and whorling heights
Periodic clouds cleared the doubts as I abseiled blind
Part 2
Splashes of Surreal
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Splashes of Surreal  25/M/New Delhi, India
(25/M/New Delhi, India)   
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