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In the tired afternoon

The sun was setting.
The birds were returning to their nests.
I was looking to the silent space.
The clouds on the sky were setting themselves to rain.
The beauties of the nature were removing my stresses and strains.
Peace and bliss were entering my brain.
The entire universe was understanding my sorrows.
Under the stars and the full moon I was returning with hopeful eyes.
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In the tired afternoon, by SUBRAT RATH 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
Conrad Franco, Jr. 5 days ago
A special moment with nature. Nice one. 


SUBRAT RATH 5 days ago
The tired afternoon was giving me rest

Sonja Carnes 5 days ago
Good poem here!
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