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Will we care to know who we are, unbolt our mind and explore. Boundless lands are a leap away, yet we decide to stay where we were. Holding on to careless memories that slip, we make a conundrum of our life. Eyes turn to faucets that sob till dusk and nurture pain that body expels. Second chances that God showers us with can drag us towards a utopia. If our reluctance still shows up, we must be foolish to preach for mercy.
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Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 8:37 AM UTC
A Revelation
Will we care to know who we are, unbolt our mind and explore. Boundless lands are a leap away, yet we decide to stay where we were. Holding on to careless memories that slip, we make a conundrum of our life. Eyes turn to faucets that sob till dusk and nurture pain that body expels. Second chances that God showers us with can drag us towards a utopia. If our reluctance still shows up, we must be foolish to preach for mercy.
I'm a firm believer of the idea that it's never too late to improve. If we know the consequences of our sins yet abstain ourselves from doing good, it is a shame.
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21/M/India
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 8:37 AM UTC
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