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Wednesday, April 6, 2016

every single moment


How often do we ignore the beats of the heart..
To dance to the tunes from the very soul afar?
How late it is when we understand..
The heart is now old and cold...
And incapable of representing the true self anymore?
Posted by Adesh Acharya at 8:10 AM
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