By Zubair Javaid Thorns were pasted, dyed with red blood, reshaped into a flower– that’s meFreezing in scorching sun, dying out of thirst by the …
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Escape To The World Of Words
By Zubair Javaid Thorns were pasted, dyed with red blood, reshaped into a flower– that’s meFreezing in scorching sun, dying out of thirst by the …