"Gloomy, the small bird you were, slow and low,before just flying to the crown of Hill,with mended Errors and your accomplished songs."
-Nithin Purple
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EMOTIONS COLD
“Here is the World, where the emotions cold, the desire become unreal, fancy leads the role, thoughts wake words to speak of the loss, wor...
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Then I wake up.after A torturing Dream,back to you: One beat to the favor of truth that I need forever. There are queries that a few hu...
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The Poet wants to the Leave the Living World, due to loss of Love and care,before that, he sings a sad Song! :)
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