Sad Mornings

Sad Mornings
Sad Mornings

The mornings used to be happy till today, until suddenly everything started going wrong.. Sitting outside I still cannot figure out why everybody left this place; here I was, happy with everyone, and now, suddenly the whole place is empty, all gone.. to where I don’t know. When will they return? To whom will I talk? When will there be light in our home? Everything is only a question..

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