Her navy blue eyes felt so magical, they contain no cupidity nor envy.
As spring Adds new colour to her eyes ,she blush like the pink sky in love.
Her cheerful blue eyes glee as you bloom in the blossom and dance with the spring.
As if they could see through the darkest you, they could see the place far away. To the place you belong,to the place I belong .
The warmth of her eyes reach to your cold soul just like the fresh yellow flavor of the summer.
As she waits the winter's butterfly ,cold hands in cold place she flies with the warm heart high.
Still the blue in her eyes shines the bright.
Her eyes radiates blue with glory as I fall deep in the ocean of orange october. She gives the loveliest smile with comforting goodbyes.
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Supriya limbu
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The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
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