Frames
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Poetry: Best Frame

The sky was lit by the pixie dust of fireworks,Cameras frantic; in a competition,Who will capture the best frame ?Somewhere there,Two tiny eyes blinked and opened.They reflected all the sparkles in the night sky.A joy erupted in her little heart.She captured the best frame ! ~ By Priya PramodHappy Reading folks! I wonder, in every Continue reading
