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Twilight

Twilight

On the chilling glass like irises of the tired eyes,
Sleep keeps filming like mists of dewey breaths,

The sun's duvet nor the night's blanket can help.
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Angel

Good write angelΒ 

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Sambit Kumar Pradhan

Shukriya so much Lisa!
Sorry, I'd been really caught up with work and life. Words have been tough to come by. When they finally trickled a bit, I tried making the most of it. :-)

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