The drift of sky from this noon evident
Beyond the grief and its stoops
Above the rhythm of mind and strings
Solidaire of the eternity
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Few steps are mythical again
Its the sigh of an empty hand
Laurels are mischevious fine language, , colourful and string of thought...... thank you dear poetess. tony
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Few steps are mythical again Its the sigh of an empty hand Laurels are mischevious fine language, , colourful and string of thought...... thank you dear poetess. tony