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No one is ever born perfect.No one ever dies perfect.Broken and chipped, we come and we go.Beautiful in our imperfections,Searching for love to stick together the tethered pieces. |
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He is sunsets by the seashore and long aimless walks and chequered shirts and deep gazes and the smell of cologne so warm and ent...
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So the 23rd year came and went and here we are on the doorstep of 24. I am done with graduation, pursing post grad, working and dancing (s...
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For too long now, I have been cribbing. Grumbling away way too much. Inside my head ofcourse! I have always felt that I could hav...
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