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A rainy day: a magical moment to recall
All night the sound had come back again, and again falls this quite, persistent rain. What am I to myself that must be remembered, insisted upon so often? Is it? That never the ease, even the hardness, of rain falling will have for me something other than this, something not so persevering am I…
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Character retrospective
In this accelerating, yet retrospective hasty place, Where nobody desires being a riff-raff but a social desirable face, Conscience and Qualm have taken back seat, Character plays rickety and virtues have gone astray and accepted defeat. Rhapsody for the rigmarole of character transformation barely exists, As the sadists and carefree get their way through…