What
a busy street that people got used to walk on. Everyone has to walk on this
busy noisy street.
If
any soul allows to these two eyes that it has to have a look around during
walking on this ugly street, it will see a lot of crashed shadows. Some of them
are steady and some are moving without any harmony. The sight of tormented
souls and broken hearts is the only thing that exists.
Once,
my soul walked on this street. Now, it walks, and runs, but not on that
distorted street. It does that on the street that my heart has made.
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