Flys Are Again
FLYS ARE AGAIN
Again & Again when the
day passes with the sous of
lost in the sense ,when i found
my self in the corner of the road
In my room Again & Again
my hate flys like a bee to this
world
FLYS ARE AGAIN
with love all
jagdish bajantri
Copyright © Jagdish Bajantri | Year Posted 2017
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