I am here again to write...
Want to break, through all my stride
I know,
I can't live on my lips and can't much roll my tongue.
When unable to throw the garbage...
Feels like my system got hung.
A big THANK to them, who made this pen and paper to live
Which provides me a big solace from thoughts
And let my heart and mind to stay in my grip...
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