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Waiting For The Last Ritual
The rain with its cosmic eyes
Keeps knocking at the windowpane
Trembling with each steps
With all her secrets in every drop, one by one.
The evening was waiting for the
Magical rituals....like secret manuscripts
For her readers. It was dark like prison cells.
Waiting in a row for the final sentence.
The room was empty with the silence
Of the graveyard, exce...
Wednesday 25th January 2023 1:27 pm
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