A Hundred Drops of Ink
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Dernière publication sam., févr. 17, 2018
There are times when a pen bleeds ink; a dark mark which is often left smudged.
Let us pour ourselves into it.
For, those, too, are made of something divine. It is a mark that drips during the depths of a profound pondering.
"A Hundred Drops of Ink" is a collection of prose and poetry written with great passion and love. Other than that, this soulful work is dedicated to those who seeks refuge behind words.
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