Carrying the nocturnal charms of a nomadic bride,
the pretty and the wild,
the Night, in labor, is about to give birth to a new day-break before her present death,
the dawn will swallow the moon like a tablet in a gulp
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Believing, the trickiest of the labyrinths has its key way out, and I'm to search for mine My quill is claiming its rights on me Yes, if we search intently, we can find a way out even from the most tangled labyrinths! As your quill is ready to put your thoughts down, make another kick start! All the Best!
Valsa ji, you highlighted my Key-line...and yes, you're so v right...thank you so much for wishing me, and the treasured comment....blessed be!