Dedicated to all the lost souls that roam free.
To the people who still have humanity in this beastly, unmerciful world.
And to my father, may your spirit be proud of me."Everything we see, hear and feel is merely a reflection of the world around us. We only see what we want to see, and give a blind eye to the truth, that everything else is an illusion; a dusty storm preventing us from inhaling reality."
{2017/03/03}
A Work by Khalid B. Mkarem
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A Mere Reflection
Short StoryI'd like to consider each part a story in itself. While I always connected the characters with each other, something felt different in each part. It's a story about many aspects of our thoughts, some of which never have touch with reality, and some...