BLAZING THOUGHTS
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Last published Wed, Aug 30, 2017
They originate from me.
I am their Mother, Father and Guardian.
They are part of my imaginative brain.
They define my internal opinions.
They want to be seen by external world.
I pen them.
They become recognised.
They feel blessed.
They are my thoughts.
Little but Deep.
Few but Inspiring.
Unofficial but Authorised.
Peek into some heart touching thoughts by me.
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