The loving spirit flies high, on wings unchained and a soul untamed
Thursday, April 30, 2020
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Wednesday, April 15, 2020
My Shangri La- In my dreams I open the door, And look out upon vast vistas of snow; The winds blow chilly and wild, Making me leave everything behind. In my heart a voice calls, Reminding me of the mountain waterfalls; Should I stay or should I leave without further ado, For to my mountains I must, I have to go. Sonali Chaudhari©Copyright 2020
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