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Oct 2020
I am the warm touch of Springs breeze,
bright rainbow of Summers rain,
harmonious colours of Autumns leaves,
purity of Winters snow,
I am fragile human soul.
People tend to only thing about their body or career and usually forget about the beauty of our souls.
Don't forget to water your roots.
So your soul can bloom.
arkapr
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arkapr  21/M
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   izzn and Jamadhi Verse
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