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I lay there, wriggling my toes, feeling a frisson, to gather courage. I wanted to ensure the need I had, was what I wanted to add to form my own adage. More or less, it was your absence, that dwelt and pummelled my breath. It brought me the impetus to start reveling and dwelling upon the futility of stars. A glimmer, a twinkle, is like that hope that forms the beauty, but burns afar. Futility I lay there, wriggling my toes, feeling a frisson, to gather courage. I wanted to ensure the need I had,

I lay there, wriggling my toes, feeling a frisson, to gather courage. I wanted to ensure the need I had, was what I wanted to add to form my own adage. More or less, it was your absence, that dwelt and pummelled my breath. It brought me the impetus to start reveling and dwelling upon the futility of stars. A glimmer, a twinkle, is like that hope that forms the beauty, but burns afar. Futility I lay there, wriggling my toes, feeling a frisson, to gather courage. I wanted to ensure the need I had,

Swati Priyadarshini

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//Evidence Of My Defeated Love// (Read Caption) Let the moon of the dark infinity Be the firm evidence of my Defeated love for you, Which was once celebrated By us below the sky light.

//Evidence Of My Defeated Love// (Read Caption) Let the moon of the dark infinity Be the firm evidence of my Defeated love for you, Which was once celebrated By us below the sky light.

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The Fallen Soldier Taking matters into his own hands he thought of a plan. A wild and uncharted expedition. He thought of a nook to explore, in the palace he lived. Where not as a king he dwelt. He was but a soldier of fortune. Though might have been an unfortunate, result of a king's folly. But he knew now his destiny, awaited in that nook he desired. Maybe he will die or maybe he will grow into something far more spectacular, than his raw miniscule form. "I will grow more in poetry, I will spread more like my brother, in prose and song" spoke Pain, speaking of his brother Love, in the kingdom of Heart. Trying my hand at something different. Blending the rawness of thought and action into a story which seems kind of poetic. Click on #IshFAQ

The Fallen Soldier Taking matters into his own hands he thought of a plan. A wild and uncharted expedition. He thought of a nook to explore, in the palace he lived. Where not as a king he dwelt. He was but a soldier of fortune. Though might have been an unfortunate, result of a king's folly. But he knew now his destiny, awaited in that nook he desired. Maybe he will die or maybe he will grow into something far more spectacular, than his raw miniscule form. "I will grow more in poetry, I will spread more like my brother, in prose and song" spoke Pain, speaking of his brother Love, in the kingdom of Heart. Trying my hand at something different. Blending the rawness of thought and action into a story which seems kind of poetic. Click on #IshFAQ

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Chapter-6 The Gathering (In caption) Zia rushed around looking around for Nishchay. She looked near the shacks, by the fires, even around the misty bridge but it was away from

Chapter-6 The Gathering (In caption) Zia rushed around looking around for Nishchay. She looked near the shacks, by the fires, even around the misty bridge but it was away from