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Santa sobs recalling December’s decor, navigating joys volcano, overcoming dawns of insomnia, waking the snowflakes to find, yearlong sleep, which delightfulness sneaks!

Deepali Singhvi

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The velvet veins running through my deep-colored wings sing blues, remembering the non-existent maple memories, lighting up my heart’s frosty rays.
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Deep Existence Heart Light Memories Remember Wings
Nothing was trying to hurt me, except my own thoughts, which felt like needles, trying to stitch tears within my eyes.
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Except Eyes Feeling Hurt Myself Tears Try
The leaves shy and smile, of the laughter, when they see themselves – in the mirror of nature.
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Laughter Leave Nature Shy Smile
Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.
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Deep Illusion Ourselves Philosophy Vision World
My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.
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Gold Heart Myself Soul
Prohibited from plucking my bluebell emotions, my non-existent existence keeps kindling the aroma of my love.
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Emotion Existence Love Myself
$Deepali Singhvi Quote - Coping with love’s aftertaste, my fractal feelings sprint in haste, my mellow neurons transmit tears, like a cascade of caramel latte.$

Coping with love’s aftertaste, my fractal feelings sprint in haste, my mellow neurons transmit tears, like a cascade of caramel latte.
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Break Up Feeling Love Tears
The infinite ceiling of my dainty delicate dreams makes me see the wise world where my heart belongs.
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Delicate Dream Heart Myself Wisdom
The day I know who I am, why and how is known of me, I will be me, Me: free from thorns and petals that go round and round, in heads and heels, and would reveal me, me indeed!
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Day Flower Myself Philosophy
Truth never ages-old, It is as deep as the universe.
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Deep Old Philosophy Truth
Santa sobs recalling December’s decor, navigating joys volcano, overcoming dawns of insomnia, waking the snowflakes to find, yearlong sleep, which delightfulness sneaks!
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Cry Fantasy Overcome
The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.
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Acceptance Art Break Piece
The sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.
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Eyes Myself Sun Time Touch
The spikes of the cactus which grows in my heart, are alike the water lilies that only bloom in the dark.
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Darkness Growth Heart Myself
Unexpressed feelings reside in music that does not have lyrics, but feelings in rhythm!
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Expression Feeling Live Music
The nerves and the turns of time try to dial a smile-every another mile, of whiles and lives, but all they are prompted to is “non-reachable”, because of the route of the mind.
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Live Mindset Smile Time

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