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My Mind

What My Mind speak. Each time I take a breath It leads closer to death . Life is beautiful with lots of hurdles, One thing I always do take my pillow cuddle. People will listen and give you sympathy, But nobody has guts for the empathy. Live each moment Whether good or bad days One day morning will have shining rays.. I shout , laugh and cry it aloud But at last I m proud cos I can control my emotion and hide it inside me . As I said people can sympathise and not empathise.. Good people need not justify, Cos thing they do usually rectify. I m lucky to be what I m. I m good human being. To me that’s all what really matters. ALKA PAL

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