The gold tinted azure skies,
spotless shade of blue,
the kind that hurts the eyes,
or be it the cloudy dreary pale greys...
The sun is always there,
in all its radiant glory.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Rustles of Autumn
Rustles of Autumn A cozy autumn Kouta capturing golden leaves, crackling hearths, rustling foliage, and the season’s beautifully rebellious...
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