Passion-Less

August 5, 2015    

Sky: Crumpled, spotted, bleached of blue

Clouds: Misty, puffing out of shape

Air: Dull, dirty, stinging, heavy

People: Sullen, angry, restless

Dreams: Jagged, bleeding, broken edges

Life: Stale, placid, passionless 


Passion-Less 4.5 5 Yateendra sahu August 5, 2015 Sky: Crumpled, spotted, bleached of blue Clouds: Misty, puffing out of shape Air: Dull, dirty, stinging, heavy People: Sullen, angry, res...


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