Of Echoes and Screams
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MatureOngoing17m
Last published Wed, Mar 10, 2021
". . . and so the howls of the night took liberty of the freedom of my pen-swoon, danced and scribbled. Everything has been played by the writer."
Compilation of short stories, proses, poetry, lines and anything as long as it screams literature.
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