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Standing out the thatched hurt I see the seamless closure of the windows The gloom that I smell is very intense And I also feel the zero percentage of chance staring at me bluntly I hear the silent sobbing of the helpless walking down and stilling my nerves At this point, I am bereft of all form of wisdom and understanding What can I possibly say to make these one ever feel elated? I say to them just hang-on , soon... And they say we have heard that before. Then, I THOUGHT TO SAY YOU KNOW LIFE IS IN PHASES... And THEY SAY even that too Its not a breaking news Something new walked on the platform of my thoughts Happy, I was to bring this... Then I said it can only get better ... They all cut-in and asked WHERE IS THE GLIMPSE ?
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 3:54 AM UTC
WHERE IS THE GLIMPSE?
Standing out the thatched hurt I see the seamless closure of the windows The gloom that I smell is very intense And I also feel the zero percentage of chance staring at me bluntly I hear the silent sobbing of the helpless walking down and stilling my nerves At this point, I am bereft of all form of wisdom and understanding What can I possibly say to make these one ever feel elated? I say to them just hang-on , soon... And they say we have heard that before. Then, I THOUGHT TO SAY YOU KNOW LIFE IS IN PHASES... And THEY SAY even that too Its not a breaking news Something new walked on the platform of my thoughts Happy, I was to bring this... Then I said it can only get better ... They all cut-in and asked WHERE IS THE GLIMPSE ?
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 3:54 AM UTC
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