'What will you ask if you meet God?'
My mind replied
He will ask,
" Does it matter whether I know you or not?"
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Song of a sad eveningI miss times when I was sad, I miss the dark road which I wondered to search something unknown, I miss the moments when I was lost to find myself, I miss the eerie feeling of being in crowd, I miss times when each sound struck to me as it wants to say something, I miss times when light was an ocean of vast darkness, I miss times when I wondered how, what, where is existence?.Song of a sad evening
I wonder where all my questions slipped away, I search on my palm, no, no, no, no single trace is here, but just some brown lines, on the pinkish cover hiding my bones.
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Pictures are like a violin...
...the music may fade, but the strings...
...the strings continue to excist!
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Pictures are like a violin...
...the music may fade, but the strings...
...the strings continue to excist!
>> [link] <<
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...nada de nadie...
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I was just searching colours which can express a cheerful soul, and you brought it to me.
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Shraddha
You are best.
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...nada de nadie...
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welcome to booqueeshire
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