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Every strong emotion became a poem. Some were disgusting and some were heartbroken. It retains its essence and leaves ths scars of thoughts it to the readers' minds. The paths I have traversed are unknown to me. I'm starting to forget its intensity today. Yet when you read those lines you get a gust of it.
The road to depression is painful. Once you start walking to the roads there is no come back. If you try to walk back, like a boomerang it will hit you hard. But there is light at end of every tunnel. Read through these snippets of depression and light coming out of a locked room.
Life is a wait. For the bride and groom. For the child to be born. For the invisible God. For cooling rain
It was a time when computers and mobile phones did not cover our childhood. Once upon a time there was a time when people used to run through the fields and rubber plantations. There will be a story for everyone. Short stories of mischief and adventure. This is a lot of notes as well.
Abonner på vårt nyhetsbrev og få rabatter og inspirasjon til din neste leseopplevelse.
Ved å abonnere godtar du vår personvernerklæring.