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Warm amber | Thursday night | 2nd week of spring | 11 am
Postmodern tranquility
More than just spoken and unspoken soul. Through here, the quietness of serenity can transform into the loudest echo of dusk and dawn
I started writing poems after learning the alphabets. Yet to find out, if I am one of the poets.
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