how amazing human beings are..
some find calmness walking down a busy alley..
yet, some crave for silence, failing to escape the chaos of a moonlight night..staying up late to safeguard the clock., where two strikes of the pendulum comprised of more secrets than her lips ever uttered..
the thoughts were ink..the moon was the half written book..
-animesh
(photography and writing both done by me)
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