THE CLOUD AND THE SILVER LINING
The assurance to stand by was so secure and vivid that I almost believed it blindly. But with each passing days my expectation and assurance seems fragile. People’s inspiration turned to their eye sore. Life seems stuck in a mirage, running every possible direction but ending up where I started. The last hope was also gone. Setting out was the only possible way to remain enjoying pride despite losing it.
To be continued……………………………
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