Monday, 11 March 2013

Worries.
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With the pace of time
i know
i am loosing something
and also discovering some amazing corner,
i think i am mature enough
and can paint my life what i want
but,
each morning with the rise sun
i feel
i am still a child
running after butterfly
and never satisfied.

by sarojini pattayat-12/03/2013








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