d days jst pass by,,, they pass, pass n pass
when we come to know what v r destined to do, often it would have been 2 late but 1ce u stop a bit n think , u'l surely find something ment 4 u
s i've heard my inner voice n think its tym 2 buk up
the juvenile aroma is fading n tym demands efforts 4 passions
i find this tym crucial though leisure enough,,,...
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