a brain stumbles upon a series of mysteries on a day of surprises to discover more, like as if it is making the present better, but its only the hope and the belief in the same that is urging it to solve them......maybe the day turns to night.....and that's what i want....
We live to starve鈥�.my Stomach starves for food, hands for strings, ears for music, nose for smell, mind for thought and eyes for beauty.
Hence i will starve till death鈥�..
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