Rainy Day Thoughts, 3
~ Megha ~
Millions of secrets. The heat of the winter sun.
Classical music. Just loud enough to hear. Old
worn-out sweater, the warmth within. Too many
picture frames on the wall of their mind. Too many
pictures to be clicked. Rings on every finger, each
having a meaning attached to it. Written reminders.
Everywhere to go, everything to learn but not
enough time for it all.
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