There’s a door and I want to walk out. But, this pathway and tired plants are haunted by the living spirits that rarely visit.
Drenched in fears, should I look for a new magic door, or trusting destiny that took me here, should I dare to enter this one which is just a few yards away?
Approaching a lady at the market place, he told, “You don’t seem to belong here”, showing a photograph of hers that he had captured last week at the same place.
“Neither do I.”
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Arms outstretched to the sky, with feet so high, they always tried to fly.
A while before, like an angel on a toe, each of them spun to lift spirits and gift joy.
However now, after a dashing performance, wonders vanished and the backstage holds fears, not that of winning but Continue reading