I hear these echoes in the depth of my soul and use them as bricks to carefully build my world --- a world that will forever remain unwritten. But this world can be felt... can be touched... can be lived in. Come, cherish it with me! Cherish it... through silence.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Either You have created one great writer... or You have destroyed her, completely...
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