And I followed the light..

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The twilight under which, he kissed me for the first time, the mysterious fire, I saw in the distance of a mountain, the feel of lights inside a Theater, before the show opens.. Some lights are like that, it may be only a beam, but it contains, billions

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Ashitha Varghese

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