Pause
In midst of battle, a single moment burst forth when enemies pause, stare, from comfort chairs, of death itself, eagerly devouring the stale left-over memories as a twisted final tribute to a life, that once was. silence released…
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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver
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