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Hashtag Kalakar
Oct 18, 2022
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By Aarya Pradhan



"Maybe it’s the breeze,

brushing off my skin,

Maybe it’s the sound,

of this soothing rain,

But something about this day,

Sort of eases all my pain,





Maybe the silvers of this cloud,

That marks a new start,

Or maybe this gloomy sky,

That resembles my heart."


By Aarya Pradhan




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