Sometimes I feel as if I have lost myself somewhere.. Whoever I am, I am not for myself...
Things around are getting so unexpected that sometimes I don't find any way out... Every time I compose myself to begin once again and to keep the pace in hand but every time I disperse and this process of composing and dispersing continues...
But what is that thing which enables me to compose myself and why? I don't know.. Perhaps I'll find the answer or reason some day..
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