She unbuttoned his shirt
And wore it for the nth time

She has lost the count
Of this daily ritual

Was it her way of saying prayers
Or remembering one who is long gone.

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Sometimes,
the ideas are too exciting to fall for
but too monotonous to be true!

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Realise!
Silence has uncovered the tale of my heart
Which has been searching for your eyes to meet with mine,
The fragrance I smell out of you tells me the stories of centuries of our togetherness,
Every touch is old equally to our soul,
There is nothing untold as your heart feels mine in the silence.
The only remaining thing is your realisation to be mine in this crowdy world where everyone related illogically;
like brightsun and lightmoon do not meet eachother but work to reduce the work schedule for eachother,
pinksky don't meet brownland but place things over and shelter from above.

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For months, they considered it an accident. They found a suicide note lying in mail box later on.
Nobody realized it was a murder. It was only for the person who got murdered to reveal it to the world. And it happened. The case was reopened.

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Cried in open to lose sighs in crowd.

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Train tracks have a backwards
movement into darkness

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