An Unexpected Show

on the lazy Sunday morning when the city had just woken up from a deep sweaty slumber suddenly lightning cast a flash and the clouds dark and energetic gathered at once ready to enact the howling wind got in action as if collaborating on a mission ♥ tattered trees swayed in fury and the strays pranced…

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December

the snow, the chilly winds, these will always be, December, though, will always remind me, of us, you and me, your whispers on foggy breaths, the warmth of your touch, melting beneath my skin. ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

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