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A short glimpse of a disembodied smile, A run through tall grass, A sheltering under dripping trees, A long series of furtive glances, A rising, a tripping, a tumbling, Quick snatches of non-solitary Wandering; these are the Fading contents of my Mind today morning.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 12:23 PM UTC
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A short glimpse of a disembodied smile, A run through tall grass, A sheltering under dripping trees, A long series of furtive glances, A rising, a tripping, a tumbling, Quick snatches of non-solitary Wandering; these are the Fading contents of my Mind today morning.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 12:23 PM UTC
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