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Solitude often turns into That cheap tattered gold We pick up in the darkness That turns into the oddest Profits from perseverance Continue reading solitude’s tatty gold….
Sometimes our darkest cells seem to prove that Only solitude forgives us Our most unforgivable & Truly unbearable errors! Continue reading Solitude forgives us for anything…
Roses will somehow stitch up The most torn and tattered day Without any needles or threads By switching off the twittering! Continue reading Roses can stitch too….