Eighty Seventh PM
“This is my eighty seventh PM to you. I know you would not reply. It is not my fault and I don’t think it’s anybody’s fault that you left, there’s …
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Fiction: BOUND BY SILENCE
I was one of the ambitious ones. I came to the university with all the big dreams I could think of, as much and as far as my imagination could …
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Sleep
Sleep straddles two divides sheer saddle between the terrestrials And the celestials… a bridge, transitory, that mixes the two exclusive worlds. Sleep Sometimes phantasmagoria pierces the shut eyes… teasing and …
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