It was a gloomy, cold Sunday,
rain shattered during the midday ;
then my solitude turned so placid;
soft mind became extremely wild;
it closed the black vessels of silence;
Later, blown up with voices of violence;
the darkness was hidden in the light
the entire courage was lost in the night
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
rain shattered during the midday ;
then my solitude turned so placid;
soft mind became extremely wild;
it closed the black vessels of silence;
Later, blown up with voices of violence;
the darkness was hidden in the light
the entire courage was lost in the night
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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