Him…..My purpose was defiance: to prove wrong the skepticswho whispered doubts like curses, to outpace time thatwas busy mocking my desperation with its ticks and tocksand… to down the weight of war-torn memories etchedinto my skin. “Impossible! ” my mind screamed to all that.Till I saw her. There I was with the coat, the shroudContinue reading “#WinterABC24 – Collaborations: The Echoes of Shattered Wishes”
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