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Mar 2022
With vengeance, the night darkened quickly.
Humans collapsed to the ground, exhausted, to sleep.
Sleep was kept at bay by the wailing of scared dogs.
The moon and clouds happily played hide and seek, creating the perfect atmosphere for anguished ghosts to roam the cemetery with joyous abandon.
The night, like the day, offered no reprieve to the harassed humanity.
Written by
Eshwara Prasad
129
     SUDHANSHU KUMAR and Khaab
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