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When you write about all the places, wherein you feel safe and special. Please mention my heart and my soul.

There is an autumn on her soul, like someone once told her, she doesn’t deserve the spring, And she believed it.

Sixth sense isn’t a blessing always, sometimes it makes you sense the things, your heart refuses to believe.

And infront of you, all my defenses crumble. I am so willingly to take all your pains, all your burdens.

For what it’s worth. it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit. Start whenever you want. You can change or stay the same. There are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hop...

there’s no such thing as the light at the end of the tunnel. you must realize that you are the light.
