The chill in the breeze,
Has got something different,
Each flower, each tree,
Randomly dancing to their zeal,
And then our memories,
Inside my head are all alive,
Even though I can't touch you,
But, can feel your presence around me,
Whenever, I am having a sip of coffee,
Which is made up of love and dreams,
And it makes me feel more better,
But for that you need a heart to feel it.
- Falguni Joshi
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