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Under The Shade Of A Thousand Wayward Suns
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Ongoing, First published Oct 08, 2020
What am I.
An answer.
A plea.
Death's old friend, grief.

Bury me 
In a field
Of Cereus
And watch me
Bloom
When all the world
Is asleep.

This is where
We come to mourn;
From the beginning,
From the beginning,
From the beginning.
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we never realize the word we speak can affect our future and our past,the people close to our heart.Sometimes we get carried away with time and we lose who we were and what someone had once meant to us. Is it because of time? or is it because of our will? As I take you through one such journey filled with distance,love,loss, regret and more than that a lesson. I hope you all enjoy my first novel in wattpad and support and encourage me. I hope this story touches your heart and I hope if you have ever lost love with time you may find it back here again. #Have fun. :)