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May 2021
It's funny
how we make plans of places to go...
that one ideal person to meet...
or what we have to do tomorrow...
Is it really worth it?
Are you really that sure?
When it's already all decided...
The definite amount of people I am supposed to meet
who are looking for me...and I am waiting for them...
Nobody knows the stranger I crossed on the street yesterday...
would become someone importantΒ Β in future...
People present in different parts of world...
are all connected...
Nobody knows...the one lying in India...
will meet someone...who is in Amsterdam right now
You...the one...reading this...
It was all planned before
because what has to happen...will happen!
It all feels like...this life is just a drama...
Even the day...even the night...
And everyone are slaves of time...
So why don't we just live in the moment?
It's all decided...
Khaab
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Khaab  18/F/I don't know
(18/F/I don't know)   
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