As he crossed the garden which seemed to have desert as the dunes of dust have taken the role of the frost in spring.
Thought the picture I hold be a last remnant of past which told its glory. Perhaps the people who had give the joys as they had.
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Dreams
PoetryThe life shows us many beautiful moments as they in engraved into our hearts that might seem to have been coming in the magical world of dreams. Which makes us drown in depths of thoughts. As they fuel us to create different realm where we are all a...
