Ecstasy
It cannot be defined,
as well as cannot be denied
It’s a state of warmth inside a blanket
Or within the hug of a mom during extreme cold
It’s like getting trust, admiration from the person, whom we liked
It can be soft or loud
But can be kept in oneself
When all the day, we feels like flying in the air or sailing the ocean
It can be like season
But it can be a tasty seasonal fruit
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