First of all, I've decided to become as light as the feather stumbling into airbags of eccentricities, every now and then. But not to find a direction.. No. The only direction there is, is plain and beautiful like our monolithic blue sky. But I'd love to leave a mark. Not on the things I touch.. No. But the things I've been prudent enough to let them touch me.
Secondly, sorry!!
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