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The way he makes me feel

A sunset that doesn’t want any calming,

seeing it free in the sky feels pleasuring.

To the eyes and the soul, they behold it,

Like it’s been a treasure for so long.

Helping itself holding all the sky glow,

where is it supposed to be where there exists no snow?

To the soul, it makes all sense,

the raindrops knew the beats of existence.

The way he makes me feel is that I couldn’t conclude,

here is a small connection I deciphered

while stumbling in his view!

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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