HEART V/S MIND
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, May 26, 2017
"what should I do? should I listen to my mind or my heart? if I listen to my mind then I'll loose a part my heart. but if I listen to my heart then I'll loose my roots and my principles of life..." I am just blabbering to myself.
hi I am Rhea Shah and this is my story where I am fighting with myself in the game of listening to my heart or my mind...
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