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Sometime,Somewhere when i walk on the road I realize the things. Start Counting the time in inverse way. I realize that My Opportunity never comes for me. I waited till last ,but they don't . My Happiness never comes for me , I waited till last ,but they don't . My Inner Strength become fade. I become a  lesser bright, I choose the other way ,my demon call me. provide me the fake happiness ,fake opportunity. but when the time passes  away my inner demon become weaker, I become a stronger enough . Suddenly when My real happiness and Opportunity opportunity comes to me . then i become a weaker to accept all this.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 12:38 AM UTC
Realize
Sometime,Somewhere when i walk on the road I realize the things. Start Counting the time in inverse way. I realize that My Opportunity never comes for me. I waited till last ,but they don't . My Happiness never comes for me , I waited till last ,but they don't . My Inner Strength become fade. I become a  lesser bright, I choose the other way ,my demon call me. provide me the fake happiness ,fake opportunity. but when the time passes  away my inner demon become weaker, I become a stronger enough . Suddenly when My real happiness and Opportunity opportunity comes to me . then i become a weaker to accept all this.
vikas-chauhan
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 12:38 AM UTC
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