Do you still think I am a stranger?

It is me, In the form of shadowless matter. I rush to arrive (nowhere) only in a hurry to serve myself. Do you still think I am a stranger? It is me, I follow the same daily pattern, trudging in a small space. Do you still think I am a stranger? It is me, Each... Continue Reading →

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Friday Night

Friday night. An enjoyment turns into a terror. The silent night has gone, probably forgotten. Even it is in the middle of the night, Wayne is still awake. In the living room, under a dim light, a table is able to be seen with fruits, soft drinks, and snacks on it. Holding a coca cola... Continue Reading →

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