SCINTILLA:
I swiped away the heaviness that was holding me down. When I had nothing to hold in my palms, I felt free like the wings that are cut off still survives. The emptiness was filled with endless time and the clock ticked the seconds of Silence in love. For a moment, I was a droplet of fear drenched in the rain and the next moment, I was a reverie swimming in the fire. The faults that used to disappear anonymously started coming back, like a lost ship to the lighthouse. Letting go of mys
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