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Feb 2019
i am the cause of your pain
yet i bring you happiness
i am the reason for war
yet i made empires

you can not see me
but even in the longest distance
you can feel me

i am the gallery of your happiest moments
and yet im the one who writes your tragic stories

i am the author of life
but only a chosen few can really understand my books.
Written by
ramoska
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