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There are whirlwinds all around me.
In the subdued whispers of passed on folklore, in the legends of jinns and ghosts, in the euphoria of love, in the nostalgia of a past life, in the wonders of a world which...
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Dear Gray, I know you've been waiting for me to explain, That December night when we stayed at Half Moon Bay, Gray, you know that there were few things I couldn't say, Before I left you on the coastline for nyx, Gray, I wish you knew our shades could never mix.
Dear Gray, I still remember that October night, At Vaadhoo Island with the glowing lights, And Gray, I've always chased the inky tones, I wish I knew they were your nemesis sworn, But Gray, it's just like how you chased the moon and then slipped into the sea, I remember it all too clearly, Because I swear you didn't mind, didn't frown, You had one of your brightest smiles on your face, Suddenly, the glowing sea was the only trace that I now have left of you.
Dear Gray, I now have some hindsight, You were always the most colourful, But what could I see? I was tone-blind, And dear Gray, I guess even when I apologize, You won't forget that September night, When we hummed folk songs in Northern Indian hills, Laughed over story-tales and lullabies, With the chilly air and owl's sight, Gray, I wish you the most coloured life.
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a/n : Just a result of boredom and my hyperactive imagination- fiction;).
