You died on a Saturday. I remember thinking it was too beautiful a day for death; too beautiful for your slip from pink, to gray, to gold. But now I know Death comes, regardless of swaths of stars. Regardless of being held by the sun and kissed open by the wind.

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For the price of a tooth, you can buy two from the boy with no legs. The day it rained blackbirds, the sun creased its stomach into a raisin and found its way into your esophagus.

Tales of haunted hotel floors and faraway myths. Some of my short stories, draft ideas and everyday tautologies. Last night, there were two triggers that set the imp loose in that vast dimension.

There was one, a factor unknown,. Pledged to save the city where every man would mourn. His very shadow was shrouded among shadows,. Man with an iron fist,. He believed that humans should co-exist. The revolution to be bought was in full swing,. But behind a brute there is always a machiavellian mind,. A storm is coming ,.

What are you waiting for? Laughter is timeless, Imagination has no age and Dreams are forever. My mind swiftly drifts from focussed to unfocussed and I am lost within my own head.

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