Author Archives: Aastha Thapaliya

I beseech, don’t even bother looking through the old pages, All they hold is raw remorse, Something that once had the ardor of home, Now has the smell of egress, as the inferno rages. I am sure they are all wrinkled and stained. Why would you dirty your hand? Why would you go through all …

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