This was written on 5.October.2020. I do not know the context or what inspired to write me these words. As I went through stack of papers, I could see these scribblings. LOVE. Love is tough. Isn't it?
I write about what affects me, enthralls me. I write my experiences, I write my emotions. To grow, to learn, to live, to celebrate Life. I write.
Wednesday, March 24, 2021
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