VEIL OF NIGHT

Last morning was last of all,
Of night that wept its way to morning,
Of night that skipped the dinner,
Of sore throat and gibberishes.
Off lately nights are beautiful mornings,
That sorted out its dilemma within.

– Emily Parker

Skills

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October 19, 2020

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