{"id":12527,"date":"2020-04-29T00:32:34","date_gmt":"2020-04-28T19:02:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/travellingthroughwords.wordpress.com\/2020\/04\/29\/hollow-napowrimo-day-23\/"},"modified":"2020-08-03T19:50:20","modified_gmt":"2020-08-03T14:20:20","slug":"hollow-napowrimo-day-23","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/travellingthroughwords.com\/index.php\/2020\/04\/29\/hollow-napowrimo-day-23\/","title":{"rendered":"Hollow #NaPoWriMo Day 23"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Hollow
Strange word, isn’t it?
What does it remind you of?
Promises?
We’ve all been made those
I’m an admirer of words
But even I throw away those that fall flat.
We live with hollowness
It’s built-in into our systems
Don’t lie, when was the last time you didn’t ache for something?
Strange word, isn’t it?
Maybe that is why.
It’s always there
The cynic in you believes it’s always going to be there
It’s a losing fight, I know.
So I cherish those days
When I forget there’s a hollowness inside me
And I wait for those days to pass
When I feel like it will devour me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Tavleen <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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