Consequences Of Kundali Mismatch

borges, voice and Buenos Aires .... autumn. Bright

And the city now is like a blueprint
From my humiliations and failures;
From the door I saw the sunset
And before I waited in the marble vain. Here
uncertain today than yesterday and I have brought
the common cases of all kinds
human
here my footsteps Hatched their invaluable maze. This Cinderella evening
expected
The fruit owes morning
my shadow here in the equally futile final Shadow
be lost lightly.
unites us not love but fear;
be why I love her so much.

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