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Concluida lun, dic 20, 2021<5 mins
HOMESICKNESS; LONGING FOR HOME; NOSTALGIA.
Sometimes, what we think, don't happen. We lose hope and so we lose our own selves.
But the thing is, the more difficulties we face, the stronger we become.
The more unexpected things we get to know, the more experienced we become.
So here's another poem abt hurdles and difficulties..........
Hope YOU LIKE IT!!
:)
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