I miss her noisiness.
† Roshan Gurmeet Singh
I miss her noisiness.
A Devi you may not understand or know, though, she was misguided in her way.
You thoughts of my mom, is worse than your sense of awareness.
IT is the subtle institutionalised racist colloquial slangs, that drive the expectations for them to meander their accountability towards others.
For example, Om Mani Pademe Aummmn, Owe money pay money.
They do not know what is happening.
You are all living in a medieval Machiavellian Draconian Orwellian, sense of reality.
Since the past few days, there are so many bruises on my palms and fingers. It is getting fun.
Someone or something is scryingly honeycombing my mind.
The train is society, the freezing of the climate is the fragmented psyche of humanity, the carriages are the compartmentalization of the economic stratas by the inconspicuous veiled morality of the mechanics of money printed for the patent clerks who are the tellers of the techno-cloaking of their.