Along the winding, serpentine road,
The whispering winds reveal a lost code,
A key to those seeking an abode,
Under the countless stars, a haven is bestowed.
Vaibhav
Along the winding, serpentine road,
The whispering winds reveal a lost code,
A key to those seeking an abode,
Under the countless stars, a haven is bestowed.
Vaibhav
Love the picture and the poem. Thanks for sharing.
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