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Gravity of confusion; Whirlwind of intricate, incompressible emotions

That state of indescion
Those foggy spaces of trust
The flickering belief
The selfless zones of surrendering for love
The unbalancing on the sewsaw of ‘Do I’ or ‘Do I not.’
Wrapping into a condition of ‘giving up,’ zones

// Jannat Amjad


Sleeping is nice.You forget about everything for a little while.

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