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Fleeting moment... It was peace. It was a brief moment that seemed like it was meant only for me. It was a moment that saw a sliver of a sickle moon, accompanied by a band of stars that never did twinkle. It wasn’t dark. The sun hadn’t completely left... But they asserted their presence with such eagerness and fervour - bent on letting me know they’re there, in that moment... Seemingly just for me. And I drank it up. In a single gulp. Because that was how brief that moment was... ••• In that fleeting moment... I was happy.
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 9:52 AM UTC
Fleeting Moment
Fleeting moment... It was peace. It was a brief moment that seemed like it was meant only for me. It was a moment that saw a sliver of a sickle moon, accompanied by a band of stars that never did twinkle. It wasn’t dark. The sun hadn’t completely left... But they asserted their presence with such eagerness and fervour - bent on letting me know they’re there, in that moment... Seemingly just for me. And I drank it up. In a single gulp. Because that was how brief that moment was... ••• In that fleeting moment... I was happy.
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 9:52 AM UTC
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