The thought of being left back probably hurts us more than the feeling of being left back... The thought that you are loved probably tickles our innocent heart more than the moments when the fingers are interlocked... The thought are the drive for our anticipation and so does the anticipation rendezvous with the uncertainty of life into a never ending shuffled thoughts...
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The Shuffled Anticipation
General FictionThe perspective is all about the prospect of people with piousness within predicament
