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There’s dust in the attic,
and boxes of time—
a wedding dress faded,
a clock with no chime.
The ghosts here are quiet,
they whisper in threads,
they sleep in the letters
no one ever read.
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Malik Kashif
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I write because my heart tells me to, I read because I love stories that make my eclectic soul happy. I'm an Artist, Writer , Animal lover, traveller and free spirit
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