Naturally, you would never beg off the ‘doors’ to open.
Since you had a very planned ‘exit’.
You simply left, there was least the possibility of retaining your grounds.
You whined but ‘left’.
Life was always that straight & sorted out.
Point blank as to say so.
Published by Sumita Jetley
I had never thought that writing takes such a heart in me. I never had thought that I and it would be in each other but suddenly I as well know, life is never without it be, expressed and relished in its foremost quiet beauty.
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