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Memories flooded in my mind while I sat to write the summary of this poem.
Every line treasures the conversations taking me back into the Affable ambience.
Every line treasures the conversations taking me back into the Affable ambience.
What's colors to children is what stories are to humans. Surrounded by the hills, huddling under the blanket of sparkling stars Humans...
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