Lost are the souls in the desert of memories who tend to grasp the past close to their chest and refuse to let go, for time is the sand he stands on, it slowly flows away, and when someday he would open his fist, he'd realise what he had been holding all along was nothing but hollow emptiness, one that has stranded him in time and shackled him in his own misgivings
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The Lost Souls
About the author
I call myself a dreamer, not an author, for I have my own unique way of looking at the world around us, and I put down what I perceive.
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