Sweet bliss,
beneath the surface of night,
and then,
hushed, hasty unveiling
of the rosy dawn.
Ah! The reminisces.
Linking with Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗
Sweet bliss,
beneath the surface of night,
and then,
hushed, hasty unveiling
of the rosy dawn.
Ah! The reminisces.
Linking with Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗
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