It swirls around like everything getting gulped into the drain after the lid of the bath tub is left open at leisure. It is this moment when the sense of sensibility, sensuality and senescence makes their crumpled way, cramping out of the now smaller gateways of the IQ. They try to burst out of the CELL.... paining, ever increasing on every home run that the adversity makes. Tough asks and demands.
Pray all turns up well.
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