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May 2015
I was lying on my bed, deeply absorbed in the thoughts of my future. I was all clueless, no idea, no direction. I was angrily frustrated at the question, 'What next'? Because, I had no answer. I thought to grab some nootropics just to have some sips of a vivacious life. After taking them, I had 'my what next'. I held that thought. I strove very hard to achieve what I longed for. I got so elated and attributed my success to nootropics. I couldn't ever figure out that it was only a 'hope' which it granted me.
-Future Me-me, Me-me Future (I.A)
Written by
Fizza Abbas  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
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