That Life

Nov 14, 2022

1 min read

By Shanvi

Maybe we long for the kind of life

Where we let the pages remain white

Where we didn’t have any reason to bleed ink on paper

The kind of peaceful life that no one knew of

That kind of life where you only know about

Food, flowers and flowing love.

By Shanvi

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