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Nov 2015
A dark cloud follows me, its chillness touching my bones.
Why am I sad?- I ask myself.
Wasn't it for today that I sacrificed my happiness yesterday?
and I continue to live it the same way.
We all worry about tomorrow, unknowingly depriving ourselves of the present. Gradually this becomes a habit and one day we realise we never lived our life.
Shilpi
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Shilpi  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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