They Leave

Image Courtesy GoogleOn a cold winter evening you are knitting your colourful wools in your cozy cottage..The travellers push open the door and enter inside without your permission for the door has no lock to stop them..They shower love,hug and kiss and make merry..The little lighten up..wine pouring and the glasses tinkling.You neglect your knitting..forgot your little passions of contentment.With the night falling the wine bottles got empty..pieces of broken glasses scattered here and the...

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