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This is the first story under the series DIFFERENT SHADES OF ME this is the shade where I had once melted in his embrace,I had fallen in love and I had looked at him as if my home resides in him
This is the shade where we both made unexplainable waves and saw only ourselves in our lives
We were unstoppable our thirst for each other driven by absolute madness
The crave for each other's presence was dangerous
Our absence even more dangerous
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