these days i'm kind of busy in some nothingness around me, my study table and the lonely den of mine.
sheer insomniac nights and gauzy hypersomniac days.. seems going quite an opposite to the normal schedule of normal human beings but a perfect fit to my idle soul.
i feel like the refugee widow of a guillotined emperor who neither has a kingdom nor a name but the torn cloak to disguise in vain.. jus goin confused again and again whether i'm killin time or the later is killin me........
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