A girl on the window

A girl on the window

if beauty has its picture then this is it.
the day was going to end with all its tiredness and restless work
the young evening was taking place his feet on to the earth

the speedy train moving on his rails taking all passenger's emotion and attachments
the wind was entering into all the compartments of the train without the permission

The girl looking out of the window
have seemed to have a bulk of thought son her mind
From her fresh face, one can notice the silent enjoyment of her
perhaps she was counting the mountains the trees crossing her window of the train.


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