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, June 17, 2016
Thought face...
My thought face seems to be at it again. Why cant I have my own say? Wallahualam. Allahuakbar.
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