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Mallika Malkan wrote about the word lock 1 year, 9 months ago
Walking up the ornate door, slowly. The details on the finely polished wood seem to glisten as I got closer to it. Looking down I see a blotch on the beautiful color. An ugly, old padlock, sitting there, mocking all those who come by it.
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Mallika Malkan wrote about the word plaid 1 year, 11 months ago
The lines crisscrossed one another. Thick, thicker, small, bigger, even smaller. I look at the people, there seemed to be a similar pattern big, small, bigger, in between, small, small, biggest. Just as plaid cannot be plaid without all the mispatterned lines, the city could not be the city without all the misspatterned people to [...]
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Mallika Malkan wrote about the word radio 1 year, 11 months ago
The radio waves serenaded me as I drove down the long expanse of my life. with each note crashing upon my head, I felt my thoughts vibrating. Shaking, unsteady, something as simple as music, changing my opinions, my views entirely.
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Mallika Malkan wrote about the word limo 1 year, 11 months ago
The limo came p to the curb, we climbed in with exuberant cstasy. Prom night. Its finally prom night. I refused to allow rebecca blacks horrible rendition of prom night cross through my mind, but just by thinking that, i already did. Oh and here comes friday now too. Its friday, friday…ugh oh the joys [...]
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Mallika Malkan wrote about the word limo 1 year, 11 months ago
It stretches, it carries the luxurious, the fortunate, the oblivious. What is in a limo that one cannot find in the streets of your mind. Your mind, as similar to the limo can carry all that the limo does, if one believes it can.
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