February 21, 2018

A short story, written in the early hours of the morning.

 

She felt a texture of love as she slept at night.

It felt like scattered remnants of love.

 Spread out throughout the entire cosmos…

Like a love, which had been lost. Like a heart that had exploded and scattered de...

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