Fancy is not always the Destiny

   I ran to the sea shore to find an astonishing sea stone that I never seen  Only dreamt about it’s beauty and healing nature  I couldn’t find one, but I stumbled upon a pebble stone smoothly finished from pierce beating of gay sea waves It gave me gentle touch, serene sensuality When I rubbed my palm around it I thought of gemstone and I left the pebble there itself I presented myself at the…

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