JEE-CRAWLING-HOVAH.
We used to live in a place called FACTORYTOWN. One word. No breathing inbetween.
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
I feel as if every bird has flown,
all the trucks have gone,
and I am standing alone,
behind the counter,
waiting for the heat to set in.
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