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Memories of a lifetime
As the wind caressed my face,
And a crimson sun at the horizon
The train rushes towards its destination
Swiftly passing by the countryside,
I could not help but think-
Where under these billion stars are you?
© Sruthakirthi
And a crimson sun at the horizon
The train rushes towards its destination
Swiftly passing by the countryside,
I could not help but think-
Where under these billion stars are you?
© Sruthakirthi
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