Son.

Son, I have met many broken men, some I danced with, some i was an object to, some I took the role of a healer, some I was nothing but a decoration for their amusement, some punched me in the gut just to idealize how it feels like to be powerful and some lured me…

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Home, all along.

You look happier. Actually i am. Happier. You see, i have stopped looking, searching, longing, for moments, for life, for a person, for a career, for a better tomorrow. And, When i did, when i stopped looking; a veil was removed from my eyes, everything i always yearned for, was here all along. Within me.…

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