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.
Thursday, August 17, 2017
yesterdays..
Yesterdays meet yesterdays..but I come to realized that I am no longer a yesterday. I am today. And be careful with those who are from yesterdays and failed to become today. Allahuakbar.
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