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Dec 2015
Plenty laughter, I require silence
Many friends, I crave for solitude
Busy schedule, I dream of sleep;
Fired up into the mundane
I wish I could water away into ice
Simultaneously with the freezing nature
I crave for hibernation.
Hit pause on my life, all seems to run in the wrong place
Oh, dear.. I'm afraid of all the right opportunities I'm passing by
too fast to see them.
"Every path is the right path", someone said in a movie
But my instinct, my gut, my heart scream Stop!
When you can't tell which is wrong and what is right
You should seek help from your inner might.
So what does the core say? Is this YOU right now?
Anna B
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Anna B  27/F/Bucharest, Romania
(27/F/Bucharest, Romania)   
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