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A poem of far, far away. |
That's Reality Bodhisattwa Parekh Far, far away, past revolving clouds, like Silent songs of space dust! Planets blooming, A purple sun is kissing alien flora. Attraction for a gentle tap-dance. There is no echo here for earthly sorrows. Only calmness is present there. That is comforting our breath. Lines: 8 Topic ▶︎ |