Aug 23
By the road, it's found,
Neither stolen nor spoilt,
Young and fresh,
Green and strong.
Peace at sight,
A smile on every face.
Passing by, the air blooms,
I wonder, one heart opened,
Was it a nap or stolen peace?
Which one is truly chosen?
Neither stolen nor spoilt,
Young and fresh,
Green and strong.
Peace at sight,
A smile on every face.
Passing by, the air blooms,
I wonder, one heart opened,
Was it a nap or stolen peace?
Which one is truly chosen?
Having a peaceful state of mind
(17/F/Barde quarters house no.8)
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