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Mahi is now all set for her voyage to the unknown island, with the BOOK and TWEN dust found by her bed, on the very day ...
Submitted on 12 Feb, 2020 at 22:37 PM
The taste of death lingered in his mouth, a punch of conscience hit him
Submitted on 05 Feb, 2020 at 08:45 AM
Weeds are unwanted, just like me. 'Forget me not' flowers are blue, asking us to have faith in love, life, and heaven.
Submitted on 01 Feb, 2020 at 17:31 PM
This story is about the feeling of a grown up, when one goes down the memory lane.
Submitted on 22 Dec, 2018 at 08:07 AM