Nature's Door
When things round, go wrong,
I step into my favourite place,
where people usually don't throng,
when things round go wrong;
I go to the place I belong
where I have friends to embrace
when things round go wrong
I step into my favourite place.
Copyright © Supraja Kannan | Year Posted 2019
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