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Mar 2015
Where are all the answers?
Look within.
It's a muddle inside.
Which way leads to home?
Which way leads to you.
If I take one,
Where will I be departing to?
Everyday, it seems
I'm throwing all that I am
My principles, my past,
My identity.
incomplete because i lost my train of thoughts and never found my way back.
kelly rai
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kelly rai  Nepal
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   Christopher KD
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