Time doesn't like me so much and so do I. It hates me for wasting it so much and I hate it for being so brutal; leaving me vulnerable at so many occasions. But there is one thing we like about each other; we are never stopping. For us, For someone else and For the whole world.
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PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
