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“I want go to your father. I want to be with him. Can you understand that?” Harry stared at his mother. “Harry, there is something I have to tell you. Your father, he didn’t die from a car crash. He was killed. I killed him.” He looked up at her. Harry realised he hadn’t blinked…
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“Maa, did the bear take away your other bangle too?” asked the little girl. “Yes, darling” nodded the mother, eyeing the pink dress hidden in the corner. This wasn’t the last time when desires were traded for dreams. ~~~~~ Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha…
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A glimpse into the gone in the tales of yonder beyond the visage of newness there lies wonder curiosity freedom and impish glee such innocent bliss such poignant memories no place thus to be found no where thus seen ♥ Here’s to the child in each one of us! 👨 Happy Children’s day 👩 ~~~~~ Asha…
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Asha Seth 