Pathways I crossed,
Gave clues of your presence,
You were with me
Or it was just my instance.
But I don’t care anymore,
Because they make me smile though.
All I can understand now is,
Mere your name has the power to make me smile again…
I write everything that touches my heart. "Dream to inspire the world with my words someday." I am an oxymoron, somedays, sun can be moon and moon can be sun for me. I do what I love and I love what I do.
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