Rolling wheels,
Blurred roads,
Wavy hair,
Gentle touch,
Giggly laugh,
You and me.!
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I would like to publish my tiny poems. And I want to write more and more poems. I need also pocket money as am a student.
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Smell of a fresh page.
When I get to smell the fresh pages of a new book, I can travel to the old beautiful scenes of a girl with short hair who smells her newly got second standard text books on the month of June, wearing a uniform petticoat, and listening rain with a hope of the last bell.
Archana S Krishnan
₹ 150
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