I feel an inner drowsiness so great it overflows the bounds of self. And I want nothing, prefer nothing, there is nothing I can escape into: The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa
Beautiful Poem Rahul... Mohalle par tabhi padh li thi, tumhare ghar me aaj padhi..
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Beautiful Poem Rahul... Mohalle par tabhi padh li thi, tumhare ghar me aaj padhi..
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