Thursday, May 29, 2025

 The frown on my brows was a remnant from my childhood.

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Sunday, May 25, 2025

The mirror fracture of disregarded emotions..



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Thursday, May 15, 2025

Where is home ? 
Your eyes are my home..


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Thursday, May 8, 2025

I looked at you, and the sky crept into me.

Is the weather nice?

Is the sun bright?

The answer to them all is in your face.

The breeze of spring is also..

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