Starlight galaxies
Like the silky mesh
The time is passed
There are some ties in between.

The pen ink trap
Slowly caught
Joshna Nilkantamani
Opened the windows of the sky

The word was taken in poetry
Your melodious song pearls
The necklace is deep in my nilai

We divided our age into the era
Still in the architecture of the lingering
Behind is breathing
Our souls

Feel the airplane colorful
The vibration of the monolith of your heart
Unselfish sharing of enthusiasm
The ties of our souls
Whose beauty is hidden
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