Two bony plateaux converge to form a valley underneath,
No houses, no trees, only vast breadth of dove-like white sand.
Formed sans concrete and sans complete cover,
Extending to shape an existing soulful, heartful, mindful matter.
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Tell Me I'm Not Crazy
PoetryTo the one who made me tingle my skin with such excitement, who made me feel like a rocket in the sky trying to reach it to my limits, who made me experience summer in winter, who made my mind wander the night sky and find its way back to you. To th...
