Old Village Road
Old village road Converges in wild wood's Beckoning green. Quivering shadows of Silvery clouds undulate in Wanton Zephyr. Children dance with Dangling sun rays,their eyes Burn in ecstasy. Soul toddles in The blue,brown and green Sleeps with dreams seen, unseen.
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Sumit Datta
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