I marvel at the stillness of the night
what fate awaits the kite?
the sky is full of self doubt and apprehension,
will it ever find its destination?
what fate awaits the kite?
the sky is full of self doubt and apprehension,
will it ever find its destination?
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I wonder how do you write like this. Every time i read you, my respect for you grows manifold.
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