Another day in caravan
If the planet decides this time ever to cover the firmaments with flood, the earth would be formless again; and I’d not wait to weep and gnash teeth again.
Here is someone that is on the verge of becoming somebody who does not anticipate the mystery of universe but along the way feels to cross the hurdles. I am a humble man, cool and friendly. Perhaps
you can lecture me “email@example.com” if there are pretty teachers around. But I bet whom shall I find yonder to entrust!
All brainstorm; they are advocates of immoral society!
“Don’t go unless you are sure”, that is a somber advice you may have thought. But choice king.
Illiteracy has knocked, poverty has baffled but hungry belly never manufactured a haven of hatred.
Pale, abashed and gloomy faces do not startle some time when one knows there are times that people are haunted by the ache of life! But happiness is my choice ever!
It is a great opportunity if you know how to run; guess who shall win the race if his legs are hampered by cobble stones ahead…
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