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Umesh Kumar Singh

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More the attachement ,less the efforts needed to traumatize. Sorry for being too swift too early ,life is full of turbulence. #lifeisalie #yqquotes

More the attachement ,less the efforts needed to traumatize. Sorry for being too swift too early ,life is full of turbulence. #lifeisalie #yqquotes

kUr Gaglani

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It is a difficult life when you know much #Knowmuch #Dontknow #knowledge #lifeisalie #liedown #Confusion

It is a difficult life when you know much #Knowmuch #Dontknow #knowledge #lifeisalie #liedown #Confusion

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What if we're all white lies hiding from the dark of bitter truth. Let's listen to the chord of silence. We will listen to a voice. A voice of our own, crying to heal our reminiscence. We'll wish to wake up from our sleep.

What if we're all white lies hiding from the dark of bitter truth. Let's listen to the chord of silence. We will listen to a voice. A voice of our own, crying to heal our reminiscence. We'll wish to wake up from our sleep.

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Life is a lie like yesterday's fallen leaf. My life is a fragile leaf, which can fall before the real end, an end which is replaced by an unnoticed comma... Just like the dancing puppet in the show, I can't dance on my own, I can just have a consistent fly in direction of wind, I can breathe but cannot sense the life that plays around me. I lie underneath the huge bright sky, still I'm far from the life the holds my dream. (Read in caption) Getting into the sharp winds, I flutter with my dreams to get into the abyss strands of new life. Thither goes my resistance, and hither comes my tissue that holds my survival. But, the petiole which holds me today shall leave me tomorrow, the bifurcate of

Life is a lie like yesterday's fallen leaf. My life is a fragile leaf, which can fall before the real end, an end which is replaced by an unnoticed comma... Just like the dancing puppet in the show, I can't dance on my own, I can just have a consistent fly in direction of wind, I can breathe but cannot sense the life that plays around me. I lie underneath the huge bright sky, still I'm far from the life the holds my dream. (Read in caption) Getting into the sharp winds, I flutter with my dreams to get into the abyss strands of new life. Thither goes my resistance, and hither comes my tissue that holds my survival. But, the petiole which holds me today shall leave me tomorrow, the bifurcate of