It will end and gradually disappear, like the incense stick burns in utter silence, while the doors are kept ajar.…
You remind me of some unmarked graves I happened to see somewhere in the burial place, where no one lights…
It will end and gradually disappear, like the incense stick burns in utter silence, while the doors are kept ajar.…
You remind me of some unmarked graves I happened to see somewhere in the burial place, where no one lights…