Cages are mined for their beauty,
As for love, the mind is gaining blue colours
Meaningfully like the one of music.
I cage them for anger, for all the actions
That freeze an individual for all eternity.
My losing sight is in front of him,
He lost a picture in his mind,
My dessert was solid,
Costs were higher than my brother.

Naveed Akram

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