I want to walk a mile
And paint a smile
Every mile…
When I go away
I’ll smile the whole way
Seeing smiles every mile.
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Intervals
The beach was audible to her in intervals. She walked bare feet on the sand and still didn’t smile. Rhea had muffled thoughts, a cluster ...
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टूटे हुए चश्मे की दास्ताँ शुरू होने से पहले ही खत्म हो गई अब और क्या कहूँ ? Translation - Broken Spectacles The t...
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Dragging oneself ahead, only because dragging backwards would be difficult and funny, doesn’t complete you. Following an invisible laz...
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You shot her and now hiding in your dingy room, scared in your dingy little heart, you fake a loud laugh. Pathetic! You, who have sold you...
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