Let our story be an eclipse, a firework or a dazzling supernova. It may be short, full of misadventures and pain, at least, something beautiful came out of it.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
Beauty of an end
Let our story be an eclipse, a firework or a dazzling supernova. It may be short, full of misadventures and pain, at least, something beautiful came out of it.
