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Nov 2020
raindrops traveling on the wires,
to merge into one,
far away from the hotness of burn
the leaves are happy as they giggle
water droplets dodging the land
on the gaze upon, I dare to give out my hand.
Karan Sherwal
Written by
Karan Sherwal  29/M/India
(29/M/India)   
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   Eshwara Prasad and Eli
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