Sadness hijacks the all in me.
It feels empty then.
I sit at a corner street.
Look through.
Decisively get up.
And walk again.
Walk again because I must.
No pushing me back around.
Ever at all do I entertain the Negative Allowance.
So it can no more impact my spree.
Spree of me being a happy :) soul.
PRATIROOPA
It feels empty then.
I sit at a corner street.
Look through.
Decisively get up.
And walk again.
Walk again because I must.
No pushing me back around.
Ever at all do I entertain the Negative Allowance.
So it can no more impact my spree.
Spree of me being a happy :) soul.
PRATIROOPA
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