Fang Talks

Power of youth
25 05 18

After night

The sun starts rising to the tune of laughter in that one house.

That one house on the corner, where the people are many and the nights too long.

Birds serenade the deflation of the homely atmosphere as one by one the people leave.

It’s morning, time for bed.

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