A story is like a circle, it has a beginning and it will eventually come to an end. And when the end has finally come, one would be surprised, that another story begins. It's like a perpetual line going in circles over and over, until there's no more circle to draw; until new papers have come to replace the old ones.
After sharing my life with this blog for almost two years , at the very end,
I'm afraid that words are beginning to leave me.
I'm really sorry guys, if ever this would be last.
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