Photo: Anuj Gosalia

All the splendour of the Princess' whims,
Reflecting in still Serenity.
Night-time's resplendent, black beauty,
Encircling a white, feathered Rhapsody.
And it's not a fantasy;
What's just our fantasy...

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  1. "And it's not a fantasy;
    What's just our fantasy..."

    *clap clap* :)

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