In the solace of night, under the gaze of stars, I sat, watching those shooting stars. Sometimes, I feel that in that vast sky, someone is searching for their love, throwing the stars aside to find their love. And isn't it weird that for the pieces of stars which couldn't fetch love for them, we ask for our love wishes?
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Short Story#2 in short story on 20th July, 2017 Short in words, not in depths...
