Pakeeza Anchal-Huma Digest
urdu monthly magazines
Thursday, April 25, 2013
from previous--
he walked the sea shores, alone , watching with unseeing eyes the people far away moving like dots , the sea at sunset stretched like a sheet of gold, waves wrinkled it in patterns original, he would too like the tides disappear soon
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