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Does ambition ever feel pointless? Why do we hustle like the progression of the world depends on our performance sometimes? After all, the bigger picture is that we all perish some day and the world moves on without us, no matter how important we assume our contribution to it or to its residents is after... Continue Reading →
Its an endless succession Of broken things breaking the rest. Of clueless minds leaving all else perplexed And of restless thoughts projecting on unsuspecting friends. Along the way of life framed by self sabotage How many do we heave into the abyss of our mind Those that deserve not to be troubled with our insecurities... Continue Reading →
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