“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”

― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.”

― Mark Twain

“So many books, so little time.”

― Frank Zappa

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Stuck in this place . . .  

Alone and helpless...

For help I cry out ....

But why would you respond? 

No one wishes to enter the shadows willingly, 

a place of uncertainty,

a place where you can get lost forever... 

A place having dimensions of its own;

A place where the time, is never known . . . 
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~ Souls_lost
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Who am I and where am I from?  

Well, to go with the effort I've put behind to make my profile seem mysterious and alluring, I think I will go with a very indirect answer - simply put - I'm just another soul. 

When my time comes to an end, I'll be known only by a few.
To my family, my death will be grieved.
To the world; I'll be nothing more than a statistical value on a mortality graph.
To Death itself; a job.

I am someone who isn't known by the world ... Of course this will all depend on how I grow up and how much am I able to contribution to lives we all live.... 

But at the moment, it is safe to presume that I'm naught but a 21 year old nameless soul.

Welcome, welcome to my world of shrouded darkness; a world filled with shadows filled with the unknown . . . 

Welcome, to the profile of a lost soul . . .