🚩- Thakurpukur,Kolkata, India
On the surface of the green leaves in the morning, where dewdrops play, dance with specific rhythms, fair of waterfowl sits there. In the cool air, in the smell of wet soil, in keeping with the dew, the waterfowl fluttered its front legs, shook its horns and enjoy the virginity of morning.
📷- Tathagata Sen
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