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Seasons Change

Writer: Gurdit
Gurdit
Mar 12
1 min read

The cold that made me crave for the warmth of my blanket is long gone,

And all I wake up to now is the heat of the sun pulsating through the air,

Making me desire the cool rain and wind of the monsoon,

Hitting my face like a soft kiss from the sky.

 
 
 

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