thirsty for words of purity craving for the clauses of clarity, hoping for phrases of truth but, unachieved were my expectations amidst the dark soot. I was waiting to be inked, by the verses of our memories, but, my dreams sinked in the ocean of thee, when the quill of questions wrote our destiny. If only you wouldn't have left me, we would have been called 'THE SAGA OF ETERNITY'... Hello Writers, 🤠OPEN COLLAB FOR ALL🤠COLLAB on this beautiful background and write a quote, one-liner, poetry or a microtale in collaboration with this prompt. *Writeup shall be original. *Write your own self.