- Sometimes, I get too lost to find my way back. But eventually, the trails of yesterday would turn me back as though it was overpowered by fate.
🍡 . . . To be deceived is to pay an unpayable price.
🍡 . . . Language is my way of letting people know me beyond eyesight.
🍡 . . . And while my imaginations vastly reign over my capability to elaborate; my heart speaks to its fullest.
- JoinedAugust 19, 2021
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