The soul danced and rejoiced on the melancholic music of its failure all alone in its jungle city and cried over the moon. It counted the stars, hoping someday all of it would be alright but then all the hopes were shattered as the nostalgic feeling...
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Innumerable pictures scattered in the albums of gallery. Days passed some were deleted and new ones were added. Virtual Filters, Black and Whites, Self portraits, Stretched Landscapes, City streets, Screaming quotes, Aesthetic love and list goes on after all its infinite. But i realized that among all those boundless pictures, the ones that never failed to draw a smile and made us feel the best are the ones who are the most imperfect. Without Filters, randomly, of moments that we didn't really count, the faces when we laughed with our hearts, maybe the ugliest but still we smile...
