Promises are like roses when they are new they have sweet odour but with the passage of time ,it's beautification lessens and becomes unworthy.
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Art of life
Criticizers seizing my inner spirit The world bore a tangent sphere A sphere more like a rectangle No sense it makes . Dandy fish to be sta...
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I always think about you sometimes in the middle of nights and sometimes in these shady lines..
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