Friday, September 30, 2016

Kiddo

Story of an Immigrant
Letters from the sky
--- Civil Twilight

Nothing much to say. Just an innocent state of mind waiting for a cab to take me home & be greeted by the kiddo making wavy hand gestures - 'Yo, How was your day? Nah, I don't care. Come life me up. Call of duty'
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