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Red-green-yellow. Lights. Lights off.
Silence.
The night and owl stories. Lust. Loneliness. He called up. Late in the night and remained silent until he could sleep. She listened to his silence and the monster who wanted to drink blood, not rain. He was not in love. He was honest enough to tell her. She was happy to read him, blindly.
The script was being written. She read many... many more....
At times, she prayed to be saved. At times, she got tangled.
Then he held her hand, showed her love...
She searched for keys. Hastily. Gasping. Pressing. Backspace. DEL. Esc.

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Anonymous said…
wow, this is beautiful!
August 28, 2019 at 8:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Wow, this piece is amazing! 😊
August 30, 2019 at 1:57 AM
@ngel ~ said…
Thank you Anonymous :)
September 22, 2019 at 10:33 AM
Pranav said…
This is a wonderful piece. Still contemplating it again.
Pranav
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February 24, 2020 at 10:18 AM
@ngel ~ said…
Hey..thank you 🙂
You want to talk about something?
I don't have WhatsApp. If you are on Instagram, we can chat there.
February 24, 2020 at 10:22 AM
Pranav said…
You are legend.
ID: pranavash
February 24, 2020 at 10:30 AM
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