Saturday, May 27, 2017


As her mind entangles with the yellowish pages of lonelorn library book, her soul sips into  dungeons of the mystic lanes of new york where Sylvia,her enchanting muse is seated in a bureau office inspecting some old files with precision in a placid corner of bustling crowd, she is being watched by a toad standing at the balcony over her brownish red loosely tied bun sipping  aromatic mocha with a habitual dunk of an Oreo

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