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Chapter 9 has been posted guys! A lil bit emotional it is. So I hope you all enjoy!
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Published a new poem. Please check~

Well hello everyone! GUESS WHO FINALLY POSTED A NEW CHAPTER!
          
          Happy Diwali to all the sweet and kind souls out there! I hope you all get the strength to surpass this whatever problems you all are facing and grow through them! 
          
          Now a short update! So your lazyass writer finally decided to post the new chapter of my book “When Two Fates Collide.”
          
          I am really sorry to you all for the delay! I will be more consistent. A new update on every Thursday from now!
          
          Kindly leave your opinion or constructive criticism in the comments.
          
          Thank you folks!
          Neer~
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Hey neeer

Hello everyone!
          Needed a help from you all! am trying to write smth on  wattpad after long time! Can u all tell me how to add photos mid para?

Hello everyone!
          Needed a help from you all! am trying to write smth on  wattpad after long time! Can u all tell me how to add photos mid para?

You remind me of triggered insaan heheh

When a man dies, flowers are plucked. But, when a writer dies the flowers withered.
          When the insides of a writer fall apart, a new world of  never seen happiness and never felt joy blooms.
          A writer doesnt die alone, with him dies all the hearts that were bloomed with the words shower.
          The writer may find peace. 
          But, the words he left are divine.
          The unspoken truth, an unsung melody.
          Baffling the world.
          When a writer dies, a silent blooms.
          A silent.. sooo loud
          That you can hear the pain for generations.
          When a writer dies...