Monday, February 29, 2016

Footsteps Comments

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The footsteps of hatred were as dim as the setting Sun; having no entity of their own; as they lingered ludicrously between dusk and starry twilight,

The footsteps of lies were as squalid as the overripe fruit; abhorrently stinking with a fleet of inconspicuous insects; devouring them to insipid nothingness,
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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh

Dehradun, India
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