It is very hard to die
Even if you try
The memory
Rushes there already
...
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crisis is to those who care much, unto those who care not much is life, a course of clear brook, which in its giggling waves find pride when dark-eyes silver fish and fallen pollen whirl by its circle currents! ... the golden sands that smile profusely to the yellow radiance of the morning sun.... the dragon flies that recline in a blissful trance on the matured water lilies.. and.... we, you, me and people like us, are never going to be affected by any such crisis, as we are immune to them all by our pure and innocent past, blind faith and tolerance too. Look, your words made me babble this much. forgive.
Kuchibhotla Sarada That is a beautiful poem Hasmukh Mehta ji.. You are spontaneous...nice 5 mins · Unlike · 1
It is very hard to die Even if you try The memory
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