AS ( / West Bengal, India)

Dearest Hope

Few silent bodies are lying
Under sleep
Intensity of moon decreases...

If we do put out everybody's death with tears
Never blasts took place anywhere.

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Yes our universal Dearest Hope In masterful poetic tear jerking deed my friend. Smiling at you Tai