We are born alone
We will die alone
then why do we need people
to share us,
We breathe alone
Our heart beat alone
then why do we need people
to complete us,
We get hurt alone
We renunciate alone
then why do we need people
to give us hope,
We dream alone
We wish alone
then why do we need people
to give us love
This is a story about the laughter of adolescence; snuffles of solitude; joys of togetherness; and the innocence of affection. Some hopes, few wishes, and various dreams blend with the essence of my thoughts and embellished with the taste of my views.
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