She is poetry
The one in a lifetime; her. . . . She is an ocean wrapped in seashells, that one would always want to hold close and
What we are seeking has always been in front of us, well, most of the time.
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A story that will take you through the corporate life of few friends with their usually unusual experiences and occurrences, mostly revolving around this 15th hour. Perhaps, there will be a few wondering what this is all about. Read on . . .
A story that will take you through the corporate life of few friends with their usually unusual experiences and occurrences, mostly revolving around this 15th hour. Perhaps, there will be a few wondering what this is all about. Read on . . .
It all started with a death of a high profile member of the society. A few others followed. Were they related and why is someone even targeting them? A detective is set on to find the answers to questions that everyone seem to be asking.
The one in a lifetime; her. . . . She is an ocean wrapped in seashells, that one would always want to hold close and
I wish I were a dream An epiphany of a mystery, Surreal, as it may be For the protagonist, I would be. I wish I were
Lights glowed & stars sparkled Bright sunshine, that adorned the night Drowned in high spirits Hymns filled the air Danced to the carols, the snow A celebration