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Sep 2021

Mountain mist swirls up and curls in the air
With White puffy clouds as in Noddy’s toy town
Gold and green leaves upon the conical trees
Densely grew into the forest wild
Layers of withering leaves on the forest floor
Soon faded down into the earth, brown
Scenes change as seasons do
But the mountains blue
Stood ever so tall, as they should
Sarita Aditya Verma
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Sarita Aditya Verma  49/F/Pune, India
(49/F/Pune, India)   
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