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Hues of twilight melt to embrace tranquil darkness,
Only to find a solace after wandering is put to harness;
Moments back home when very air soothes the restless soul,
Every morning croak of raven is a feel of heaven.
Written May 20, 2018
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2018
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