eyes a medium to her heart:)
eyes are the medium only...
Beauty is always in the eyes of the viewer
content is always in the hands of the writer
cloud is always in the laps of the sky
sand is always in the heart of the Desert.
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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