Im a wanderer yet sitting at my home
Im a sketcher with a blank page
Im a writer with the words of a ghost
And a dancer with broken legs
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My Escapade..
PoetryJust a random Indian girl penning down her thoughts. Do leave a comment with your reviews.
Inability..
Im a wanderer yet sitting at my home
Im a sketcher with a blank page
Im a writer with the words of a ghost
And a dancer with broken legs
