35. Unfinished
You are that half way read novel I have stacked somewhere in my cupboard.
Once I was immensed in your contents but there came an abrupt stop.
Now the desire to be lost in your pages remain, but as days pass by, your stories have become nothing but a heap of long lost memories I wish to bury somewhere deep.
And for that no cupboards or drawers will be enough.
~ Rithin.
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