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when the voice of sanity calls upon

when I think of hope...

Have you ever met an exact copy of yourself !

as a reply to a friend's inspiring poem

a whole new world

It always beats, rarely with a rhythm

My very young friend, the innocent one , that's why I wrote a poem to

A mask is to worn till the hereafter..

As the sun rays pierces through the clouds in the early morning, I felt warm