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As I entered the orbit, It felt quite odd, It has been 35 Earth years of me being alone, I have been injecting myself with lots of body fluids, I don't feel alive anymore, It wasn't just tough to be left alone, I took it as a challenge, But I failed to see the fall,... Continue Reading →

The Girl Who Called Me “Veere”

"I have died every day waiting for you" She told herself while adoring her nameplate fixed on the door, She had worked quite hard to achieve something like that, But was that just an achievement for her? Just another medal in her closet? Or just something that her family would be proud of? Or was... Continue Reading →

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