You are water, I find stillness in your reflection.

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There would be time when loudness would reside in the shelter of silence.

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Sing to me those confessions that I bind in your hidden treasures.

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I kept them sealed,
Like those wreaked stitches,
On those slightly tattered memories,
To open,

Someday.

You. Brought Turmoil and beauty.

Stay. Will you?

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Beauty itself is deviation, so how can deviation be beauty?

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I do wanted to scream at you to leave me alone,

But what if being alone, is being you?

Where do I go and where do I take you?

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At times these thunderstorms wake me up, with screeching lightening invading within my house like it's all theirs. They pass through without an invitation and pour like the lucid rain in the shadows of sleepless night.

I am not sure in this abhorred silence why they remind me of you?

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I moved out of one of the autos and was about to jump to another one, in that span of leap, three eunuchs came over, wearing sarees, they did look tired out in this heat, but beautiful. One of them held his hand out and with those hands clasped my head lightly, bless you child, escaped his lips. Gestures. I closed my eyes feeling that this was one of the pilgrimages I have witnessed today morning without being in one.

We didn't exchange any money, we both knew that we respected each other for that moment we lived. Smiles.

We parted.

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Have you seen these little creatures trailing and crawling like giant bubbles around while you lay awake or asleep?

I think they are dream merchants. What if we all are just about quite similar?

My love.

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You: Irresistible thirst to start the work

Me: You, my love are suffering from weight of light hearted anxiousness crippling your body under it's huge weight.

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