A door ajar. In this modern world, the doors are kept closed and the letters are kept sealed. The thick adhesive stamping its authority over the ever fleeting contents inside. The doors hear the laughter, cries and those occasional whispers. But through that plastic window on the envelope, the name just stares at the darkness […]
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