shravanam1999
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I'M NOT AT THE SHORE The spring, the colors and the melody of the shore, coiled together as tendrils of memories, And are all creeping around the heart, With me being under this filthy ocean. It was an insidious wind of melancholy that fetched me here, into this... – *by Shravan S*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

The spring, the colors and the melody of the shore, coiled together as tendrils of memories,
And are all creeping around the heart,
With me being under this filthy ocean.
It was an insidious wind of melancholy that fetched me here, into this...

– by Shravan S

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