Here comes a month…
Fresh and blessed
With even a strike of rainfall
And the golden face of the Sun
Which delight, I call my imagination
The night will be as usual…
Full of cricket shrieks
And the love I always knew
I wish you a beautiful July
A happy new month to all my followers
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