Bulwark ( AOA.3)A Poem by Mrudula Rani
You fit anywise auspiciously in my heart.
I can't impart anymore you and I apart. Sense you withal solely even when distant. As light of candles at altar evoke orison, Orphic grace and repletion you proportion. Noways I nest in triste as you're untold console, Aptly aright your augustness I extol. © 2020 Mrudula RaniReviews
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