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When I take a walk into my soul I carry my only brain in my hand. to drain negativity I make a hole and bury them in mounds of sand I steal some seeds from north pole and sow them on this fertile land (Kishan Negi)
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
The Seeds Of Hopes
When I take a walk into my soul I carry my only brain in my hand. to drain negativity I make a hole and bury them in mounds of sand I steal some seeds from north pole and sow them on this fertile land (Kishan Negi)
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
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