There exists this certain feeling wherein you want to leave people alone but yet you're dying to ask them how they're doing. I'm stuck in between these two and it's called desperation.
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PoetryWords may be the best medicine. But they can also do more harm than good. Here's a spontaneous collection of words, vignette's, short stories and poetry combined into a timeless and relevant output that not only comes from experience but also from t...
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There exists this certain feeling wherein you want to leave people alone but yet you're dying to ask them how they're doing. I'm stuck in between these two and it's called desperation.
