THE THIRD SPACE – “TELEPHONE”

THE THIRD SPACE - "TELEPHONE" Maneuvered the communication tool and tapped somewhere Soon eerie tool started ringing and heard the voice of care My voice, soul, heart, and compassion intensified Birds chirped at my house balcony and insects ecstatically cried Amid all vague precariousness of the acing mind moving trifle wind kissed my cheeks by pacing kind Neither your call nor falling in love with you is just Your voice doting my name and making me feel highly robust All unsaid feelings are forged here like a lace This is the staggering place called the-"The third space"
THE THIRD SPACE – “TELEPHONE”

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