Origin
Originally posted on Megha's World:
This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry of the same name. Read Origin here. That sweet essence those aromatic hues encapsulating me and my soul where…
Originally posted on Megha's World:
This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry of the same name. Read Origin here. That sweet essence those aromatic hues encapsulating me and my soul where…
Originally posted on Cascadia Legends and Poetry:
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