by the sea, facing a tornado. death inching every minute to wash away the shore of every life form ceasing their existence. Ending life forms clearing ground for some new one to start fresh from the perils of death just like cemetery trees tall and strong shielding graves from sun and rains. - Obituary classified :D Marooned to bedlam from a city unknown to this city of luck and stories forgone.
Posted on: Tue, 18 Nov 2014 06:53:42 +0000
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