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कुछ दूर चल कर आई हूं मै।

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evening harvest village villagelife walk गाव

It's a short story in a form of a poetry। An unplanned walk with nature which pushed me to an unexplored way where I personified nature and may be vice versa।All Rights Reserved

evening harvest village villagelife walk गाव

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कुछ दूर चल कर आई हूं मै।
Sun, Mar 28, 2021

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कुछ दूर चल कर आई हूं मै।
Sun, Mar 28, 2021

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