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tired ?

some time i am too. i dont like to carry the burden of something i started out of an endorphin rushed moment and cant carry on with me now.but i have to. i have to write each night when it is dark and bleak. i owe each night a written piece of my emotion.because when you give you shall receive. law of equivalent exchange. no matter how hard it may seem,carry on. because one day this pain will be gone, and a #series of incoherent detials of an insignificant event will remain.

*symphony w60, polashi, dhaka