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Jun 2015
Who are you? Why are you here? is this real life? are questions i ask myself on a daily basis. These moments just seem so surreal. I can't imagine myself doing things other people do. And i can't believe the things that i'm doing. I don't know if the things that i am doing, are really being done, and i don't know if the things that i'm saying are really being said. Sometimes, i ask myself if my whole existence is just someones endless imagination.

-Kaya
Written by
Kaya S - Kavyaa Suryaa  U.A.E
(U.A.E)   
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