richa soni

Rookie (23rd march 1987)

Past - Poem by richa soni

past seems so blurry
as there is no past

evryday is the first day
a new start

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  • (12/12/2009 12:04:00 PM)

    The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 12, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, April 13, 2012

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