Pain..... Time..... Pain....time..... Pain seems like painting washed up in time... A painting that is hung up within our soul... A painting only revealed when an edge is touched but forgotten quickly in the shades of its furious enemy time ...time has always fought the battle of love against pain... Crushed between the walls of the space of time... It's gradual process which seems unending gradually fades in its mirror that we see from a distance but have always failed to accept until we get there.... Then we now realize how much growth have taken place in the space created by the mirror to heal the pain!!!!
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