The moon floated dizzily...
The moonlight drifted on the streamlet, and the perfume of different flowers created a magical appearance of a lovely scenario.
The stars glistened and collided into the thoughts of mine, as the nostalgia slowly coated my mind.Probably a glint of night rainfall was something that was missing. But my mind said otherwise.
"sometimes, lacuna can fill up a lacuna itself."
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