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A fellow lay down for a rest,
In a coffin, he thought he was blessed.
But then with a yawn,
He woke up at dawn,
In a cloud-bed that felt second best.
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Dabasish Pal
Hey there, story lovers! I'm Dabasish Pal, and I write the kind of stories that keep you up way past your bedtime ( don't worry, I've been there too!). Get ready for some twist, turns and maybe even few feels.
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When the Shelter Closes
Across the street from my house, a man slept under a tree, his dog by his side. My first, naive thought: he must be traveling through. But he kept coming back, often sleeping there during the day. Then it hit me—that person might not have a home.
By Bride of Sounda day ago in Humans
Comments (3)
Fantastic
Fabulously clever and cute!
Well done.