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The sun is beautiful If you hear the The whisper of the wind With it. Such are memories That remind me Of the heartache. An old clock Brings me no peace As it clicks like the years As they pass by.
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Jul 10, 2020
Jul 10, 2020 at 7:17 PM UTC
A Low Land
The sun is beautiful If you hear the The whisper of the wind With it. Such are memories That remind me Of the heartache. An old clock Brings me no peace As it clicks like the years As they pass by.
aditya-roy
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28/M/New Delhi, India
Jul 10, 2020
Jul 10, 2020 at 7:17 PM UTC
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