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Aug 2023
When you look into my eyes
You calm the storm inside
The helpless trees shift their feet
And the leaves move swiftly in the breeze

As you touch my hair with your fingers
A dawn is breaking and the sun blushes crimson
Bringing up the sleepy birds out of their slumber
To fly into the heat of summer
Splashes of Surreal
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Splashes of Surreal  25/M/New Delhi, India
(25/M/New Delhi, India)   
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