°•°If My Diary Could Speak°•°

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A ddiction  to affection would climb up high.

B askets of blessings would be beneath our breath.

C anvasses of compassion would cover up the climate changes.

D umbsized depression would disappear.

E phemeral excitement would last till eternity.

F lavour of flipping pages of books would be a fascination.

G lamour of individuality would be welcomed .

H appiest homosexuals would be a bright harbinger.

I mbrication of illiteracy would find a home to hide.

J ury from the heaven would be busy in sequencing good times.

K ey to KARMA would be kept with utmost care.

L abel of Gender would be lost.

M elody of moral values would be murmured.

N urturing the nature would be a prime task.

O rchid of orb would remove the weeds of corruption.

P enumbra of poverty, pollution would be pissed off.

Q ueue for basic sanitation would not be a  pre requisite.

R ipples of Rape would definitely evaporate.

S umptuous souls would be surreal in all shades.

T orchbearers of different tasks would be rewarded.

U mbrella of safety would be ubiquitous.

V alley of peace would be the favourite destination.

W arfare due to  words would walk away.

X Rays of Innovation  would prevail all over.

Y acht of contentment would sail forward.

Z eal for the Zentih would be unzipped.

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