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Pessimistic thoughts, pessimistic whimz! Argh!! :x
Inspite of all the hard-earned infectious liveliness of the day why do we fail to acknowledge us at the end? Why do we fall apart with just a thought?
Blatant silence fills at the end of each day, the reflections of which I truly know how to interpret!But there aren't reasons enough to back up those whimz. Still some part of me truly believes, the Miracle is yet to happen. Stupid it may sound.
Yeah may be as they say, 'Smtymz truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more, sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded'. :)


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