55 words.
The late night is quiet; it is beautiful… listening to thoughts wake, some louder than others. Strays still linger; somewhere, everywhere…
His pages are full of black ink on white. He now stares, seeing nothing but white, seeing only black in thought. The moon has been away, awhile now; the dark, so full of itself.
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Categories: Short Stories
Benie Langat
Benson Langat is a poet, fiction writer, and freelancer. A dreamer, he realizes a world of possibilities through stories and explores life in poetry. Benie is a dad and lives in Nairobi, Kenya.
wondrous words!
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😊🙏thank you!
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Somewhere,everywhere🙈🙈
Current state.
Thank you thou
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😄no problem! I am glad you liked it❤
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