Telltales Of Spring
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These are oft musings whose basic idea is the product of my daydreaming on an average day, where little wisps of forgotten memories, incidents take shape of lines and feelings with a nostalgia felt right there.
It's an attempt by a person to take up challenges, to rid myself off my morbid thinking and dive into an art that I wish to be evergreen and relatable to everyone in some way.
Come and live in a world where rhythm takes plentiful of space!
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