I fail to understand this thing called life as much as much as i fail to underatand myself. Every moment interwined with next carries perpetual possibilities that could take place.
I ponder into the vast endless space that is beyond my understanding. In this endless mystery, choosing to live indifferently unseeing the enigma of the word life itself and heading towards oblivion appeals to me more than taking chances, pursuing vulnerability and leaps of faith. Crossed between choosing two alternatives , I pour the tangled thoughts from the chaotic muddle of my mind into words, that i hope one stumbles upon, unravelling me and my endless yearning.
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