Happy days of the dead

Vaishali Paliwal
Nov 3 · 1 min read
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wheels

carrying colors of skies

about to rest

and silhouettes waiting

to step in nights

following footsteps of

other bodies once alive

death is not a point

it is one tempting unconsciousness

an attractive bed to slip in

it is an expanding sea in between

tiny eruptions of life

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