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one_with_words
19/F we are merely explorers of infinity in the pursuit of absolute perfection
My heart is ablaze with the flame of triumph My soul alight where the power of success abide keeping failure aside
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Aug 16, 2020
Aug 16, 2020 at 11:26 AM UTC
My heart
I should return as now it's about to be dawn, Should I return with my belongings: or you want some to be left with you, Or wait do you want me to stay!! No,I can't, as lots of pages are still untouched. Still a lot to be counted in arms. Still to enter the threshold and dream the undreamed, And yes, still one more day to meet you where the sea seems seamed.
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 1:16 PM UTC
Need to return
"Reactions just defines what you do",he says. "It doesn't define who you are deep down I mean." down the lane,there always lies a deep and dark secrets which Thereby somewhat have A grip to the present... Overcoming them~is dream of many Achieving them~is the potential of few
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Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 11:54 PM UTC
Down the lane
finding someone compatible with ours is named love.. actually that's not the seen, when someone's else happiness is yours is named love.. actually that's what the seen.
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Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 1:57 PM UTC
Love
They say that just before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes, but that's not how it happened for me. Just indeed a normal day. But yes silence all around, seemed just like the 'fairy of silence' would have passed away. So calm, deep and composed. End of an hectic day, was that silence, that was set before hand by those naked walls. As if wished that I should be done by now. That silence, that indeed silence was something which unknowingly turned to something irritating and haunting. It became so frantic that I died. Yes I died. But the very next morning when again the beam of light penetrating through curtains entered my room, those naked walls sang the morning rhyme. And through I was born. But this time a differently composed. Or it will be just to say a perpetual silence lover.
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Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 3:14 AM UTC
Behind death