Image Maker: R.G. Daniel
It was getting chilly, sighing, he stubbed out his cigarette.
‘Always the same, he gets attitude and it falls to bits. If it ain’t floods, it’s fire and rapture. Now I can’t see a thing.’
Pointing at the darkest spot, he said, ‘Let there be light…it’s my turn now.
Random word: Life After
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