I never thought I would write, aching my butt in the process. I had a beautiful dream to be a gift to the mankind. But no one knows what's in store. Two souls changed my direction. I was running very very fast out of the world, but those two souls made to stop. They added sweetness and bitterness to the tasteless life of mine. I cannot win them; however when I feel that my words would reach their minds through their eyes, through the stories, I am more than happy. This is only for those two. Wishing them a happy life.
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