I'm going up the stairs. A deep dense darkness is sitting on the cornice.
The light, like the swans of Matice, are flattering on the floor,
square blocks of lights are flickering
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Well thought out and nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing Tamiz.
Thanks a lot Chinedu Dike