Vrishti patel
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The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some parts
Of a day I had reud
A Prayer For ...
Purple
Nothing Left ...
Don't Tell
Open A Book
Love
MY MISSING SH...
TEACHER
Sky Dive
DUST OF SNOW
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
nice.. nice..
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Nice.... Nice....
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Nice.. Nice..
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
'Breathe' they say.... 'Breathe' they say....
Nobody knocks runs in scare As volcano eruption ... Nobody knocks runs in scare As volcano eruption ...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
Now had faded, stripped off light... Now had faded, stripped off light...
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