i can help you, but you gotta let me in

Rain was pouring heavily outside. It was the middle of the night. I can feel the flooding on the streets. The wind gushes hard that I can hear its whistles. The nails holding down the roof of my house slowly unhinging as the roof dances with the wind. And I was half awake. I can’tContinue reading “i can help you, but you gotta let me in”

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