Book Description
Feel the warmth of your pain. Light the lamp on the adverse pillar you hold onto on the eighth day of the week…
Walk down the aisle – shores await. Lofty cliffs, seagull guards without safeguards!
Centuries sleep wide-eyed under your bed, waiting to touch the time on your wristwatch.
The colour of your pillow fades with dust—who kept watch at your bedside?