Thousands of miles are not inside a mile
Souls are not in a soul
Standing alone
I is not are to you
I’m not a shark of deep Blue Ocean
I’m not an eagle of highest sky
Call me as a deserter
Escaping from the nude
Towards the beyond of the freedom
Mamma please stops staring
Our history was a painted woman.
New dews are our new history
Never ever call me as an infant
I’m the herald
With our new clothes
Mamma please stops staring
Our history was a painted woman.
The nimbus is singing our anthem
Trust me mamma
We are nude anymore today.
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its quite interesting startin wit miles endin with nude any more today. its a great puzzle just like new drew drops de 1 who solve n understand it will find himself very gr8. . . . . .
ReplyDeleteits all about my native place Manipur, lets c wot gonna happn in next and bro u are always welcome in my blog...
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