Astonishing August: Day Three - That Leave Us

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"Everyone is a prisoner of their own mystery. Mysteries that absorb them, like a summer day's sun. Mysteries they can't conclude. Mysteries that run in a loop of oddity. Mysteries that'll consume your every chance to set free. Mysteries that rise over your back, upon your shoulders and matures like a kid - a kid who snubs to fly away. Your mysteries that tickle my fantasy. Mysteries I feed off of. Mysteries that pry me to continue looking for new mysteries everyday. Mysteries I use to fill the void. Mysteries that left a mark. Mysteries that draw the map to my daily undetermined life. You made me a prisoner to your mysteries. Everyone is a prisoner of their own mystery. Mysteries that absorb them, like a summer day's sun."


Part of Kanika's Astonishing August, again. So college finally decides to upon a reopening date. Wednesday. No extra week. Right. Be back sooner. 

 Finally resting,
Ak.

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  1. Raj7 August 2013 at 14:49

    no mystery can imprison you unless you let it. not letting you breathe freely, is a different case.

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