Amatuer
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It all has to start at a Point. So it did. Rage, as it is, Sometimes changes life for better. Crazy people as crazy as they are, change the World. ............................... Sometimes things go Wrong. Not like 'Oops, I overcooked the pasta' Wrong. More like ' If I move an inch, My brain matter will decorate the walls' Wrong, or may be like 'I am too just hating you that I never realised when I fell for you' type. Yet, there will be something that will make you want to let things go wrong again and again, if given a chance to change it. It might be a moment hidden raw through the wrongs, or a smile, or a heart. You will be willing to walk through a tornado, if it means you could live that moment for a second, again. Sometimes, to get out of a hustle, we have to get through another hustle, where things to go terribly wrong. ************** Adira let them go wrong.
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