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Pratha Satarkar

Abstract Fantasy Others

Pratha Satarkar

Abstract Fantasy Others

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life abstract feelings fantasy others divine bright

A bright light shines,

She feeling so divine,

gets carried away,

Her body feels so light,

light as all her thoughts fly away.

The sky gets huge,

as her body drops in the soft grass.

A breeze of air so calm

so delightful that the flowers swing in happiness.

She finds herself on the lightest cloud,

wondering whether

What was life all about?

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