It is trying to find my self..
in the vision of night
there in no wish for future..
in the vision of life
winter is coming to me,
with the eyes of ice
there no season for crying..
in the vision of life
its trying to search for wisest moment, in present!
there is no tension whatever happened, in past!
its trying to make the time, our memorable time!
there is no matter for sadness all time in life
our life is more than pleasure..
its the happiest life!
the loveliest life!
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