The Witching Hour
Laying under the shade of moonlight,
Counting the stars and letting the time pass away
Deeply lost in my notion
and couldn’t even realize I had been a slave of my assumptions.
Trying to connect the stars whose Zeya is disturbed due to someone’s presence,
but couldn’t succeed, and is still a mystery.
By: Sapna
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