Wild DreamsA Poem by Satish VermaThis was a prelude to a prefix.
This was
a prelude to a prefix. I want to stretch my arms to reach your moon. * Why did they had to go, the night, the caper, the moon! © 2017 Satish Verma |
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Added on September 26, 2017 Last Updated on September 26, 2017 |

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