The overcast sky, cold and grey, mirrored the melancholy within me, barren of life or hope or emotion. Disoriented, I stepped outside to embrace and unite with the cold shroud, walking for miles with no sense of the past and the present, but fixated on exhausting the living body of my comatose soul. I drifted with the crowd … Continue reading Three
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