Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Collect Yourself At My Senses Comments

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We render to different phases. Every energy ever created, eventually recognized, bottled up and was sent to sold for a very good price. I have been rejected by myself for reasons strong enough to deploy every unrest and expectation one can place upon oneself.

I see children at the blue star studded skies, the fill up her forehead. Her broadened lips with strangers of colours and summed up contour around every corner. She loses herself in another set of colours.
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Sreya Bhattacharyya
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