I seek sanctuary,
from the harsh winds of the world,
from raging storms,
from consuming fire.
I seek a caressing breeze,
a gentle stream,
a warm flame.
I seek the better part of the world,
An abditory for my soul.

I seek sanctuary,
from the harsh winds of the world,
from raging storms,
from consuming fire.
I seek a caressing breeze,
a gentle stream,
a warm flame.
I seek the better part of the world,
An abditory for my soul.
Nice one Shraddha
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