Tabula Rasa
Hallowing saturnine voyaging my impious mind, sacrilege is my impudent notion. An opus of condescension wallowing the alcove and cranny in me. Supercilious. Life is like a shrine mottled rainbow, it’s how you look the gist of everything. Intermittent, entwine. Inside, outside. Crème, noir and hasten. I’m the sentinel of essences.
Let me whisper it to your ears. Whilst we’re basking under the mystified sporadic stars, in the elation of love.
Eternity.
et al : Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan Al Mubarak!
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