It’s another day ; an ordinary one, waking up and seeing the mess around. It’s so filthy everywhere. It goes to cause a smeared face. A locale you won’t wish to stay for long. Upon buffing the eyes; see clearly it’s not at all that messy. It’s all just in thoughts. A marred idea of
There is a time in man’s life that a need to pause, and do nothing is a must. Stop and be still. You may tend to go beyond sloth, lethargy, and extinction. You were trapped into oblivion. What made you capitulate? What is an oblivious person? What to do when in that state? The state
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