The leaves stirring through each space you decide to stroll on
Winds whirling all around the encompassed area
The rose scent, that subtle mumbling of old tunes
Blooming a soul wherein empty haziness has invaded territories of all sort
Offering life to the unlived spaces

I love this Jannat! Very nice!
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THANK YOU SO MUCH SWEETY 🧡
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