You may follow the footstepsThe whole day will passWith you going around in circlesYet not reaching anywhere at last!
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Just being a writer allows one the maturity to have random conversations with random strangers!
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There is a harbour to be reached, after the storm has abated!
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What is a Man without his heroic deeds?
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If someone tells you it cant be done. Smile and humbly agree. Then go back and work so hard that you can prove them wrong equally as fast.
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I get into beatific cornucopia when I delve into books, coffee, and wanderings!
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On silent moonless nights, I dont feel lonely! I have my greatest friends - my books for company!
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I meet people and they become chapters in my stories.
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I dont care about wearing branded clothes or flaunting brands. But I do care about the books that I read and the music that I listen to.
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We have conversations with each other most nights - Sylvia Plath and me!
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Love is the only flower that blooms and blossoms without the aid of seasons.
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Some stories are incomplete but they are beautiful...
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Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?
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She asks me silly questions. Like how much do I love her?I smile and look at the sky for how do I tell her that it is she who gives me my existence...
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When I saw you, I discovered love!
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The other day she asked me Will you forget me?I smiled and looked at the sky and asked her: Can the sky ever forget his moon?
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One day she asked me: Is this love? I said: If this is not love, then love is nothing!
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There is an emptiness in my soul that only you can fill up!
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Is it the raindrops pervading my being?or is it your lips touching my skin?
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Your tenderness has pervaded into the very pore of my being. Last night I inhaled the fragrance of the moon!
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