Romance, where have you been? Lady stood still for 7,776,000 seconds. What is forever? Flowers are grey. Summer is autumn. Chocolates are nothing but fine ornaments. What has happened? Where’s the smile on your lady’s face? Misplaced? Street passers often say. Gold! Gold! Fathom well, she says. Soaking in blankets PlaceContinue reading “Love Story”
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