This place, I shall keep it warm, And I shall not go, till it gets dark. First day, Summers those were, Stinking summer was I . I stepped into oblivion, Lifting the oblivion aside. I learnt to live, Learning was…
First of all, I would like you to acknowledge that this post is purely random and you may come across some serious mood fluctuations because this is how the post is meant to be. The summer of ’19 is a…