Frustrations

Aberration. Yeah, you heard it right. This period was just an
aberration. Time to go back to the murky life, a life devoid of any
life, where mechanical fluency is the order of the day. Those routines
which will tucker you out and those hypocrites waiting in the alley to
bite back on you. Normal service will resume and you'll see frustrated
faces all over, again. Only if friends were omnipresent, only if we
could savour any moment all our life, only if we could take our
happiness with us. Alas! Only if aberrations lasted longer.
A clumsy figure, a drooping shoulder, a barrage of do's and don't's on my
back, I backtrack to the place I'm the king of. Into the oblivion. Adios.
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