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Premonition
Sitting on a chair, gushness in open air
In the gloomy night whereas, everything is full of its might
Enjoying the trickles of nature bestowed for wholly creatures
I closed my eyes, had a premoniton
I am in the place where no one is alive
Hence, only me and my little desires.
Sunday 14th June 2020 7:34 pm
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