The Boy in the Blue Bathroom

I keep staring at his calm eyes. Those eyes speak a language so vivid that it's almost impossible to imagine how he could communicate so much without a word. The dim tiles contrast the glimmer in his stare as he asks me to explain how I feel about his silence.

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I feel like a little child who doesn't know how to read anything but the profound pain on his face . The pain he holds so deeply on his visage and doesn't even think of letting go.

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The Boy in the blue bathroom keeps smiling through his curiosity to find out about what lies behind those dim tiles.
The possibility of being able to conjure a Space beyond Time and infinity excites me to embrace the journey that lies ahead.

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#misstriouslyyours

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