The son zodiac sign cancer

the world of trees in my two eyes I bring and paste medicinal herbs, and am busy with these

Till now I’ve never listened to the angry caution of an evil spirit I know not any magic or jugglery, rather think where to get genuine medicine plant? When you will be cured from all ailments, How will you get relief? After getting proper answer, I’ll go to bed And switch off my flaming lantern

Just open your eyes, look silence and listen to night Who is giving hypnotic night call, The rest of outside is a still photo

Leaving me behind where will you escape? I hold you in a tight grasp In terms of astrology, I am the son of cancer My two hands are just like crab

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The Silk Road Literature Series 2021