Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Friday, March 4, 2016
living through....
Writing
through. In a matter of time all that was written explains who I am.
Wallahualam. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.
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