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Unleashed

By Me. And By You. For the whole part of my life, the idea has been to think beyond means, connect the dots, and do what seemed right at that point in time. The efforts followed naturally, the aspirations followed…
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All Roses on the Gunshots

And the night shall fall short to spell, Another rain on the parched blood soaked in airy blue. To let hopes sulk in deep on concrete black road, Waiting to roll over with words invited to crack skulls open.  …
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Unleashed

By Me. And By You. For the whole part of my life, the idea has been to think beyond means, connect the dots, and do what seemed right at that point in time. The efforts followed naturally, the aspirations followed…
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Chasing Her

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been chasing her. Not a woman, really. But something like her.A silhouette in the distance—sharp, confident, impossible to forget.She walks like she knows the answers. Talks in riddles. Smiles rarely but meaningfully.And…
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