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Salted wound Salted wound and life's still game.  They arouse me to play unwillingly, want to stop it but  the unfortunately the game is not mine  im just playing it unconsciously in my mind  and it is deteriorating me up inside. Till i notice effects was too late  solidarity confinement was on the entrance gate ... When you are controlled by others you are just nothing ... Introspection and You can Thrive the Game. #soothsayer Paras Awasthi 
Finding yourself in solace ??? Have a look  😸 Tincture of redness in his visage  It seems like he is in the shoddy mirage  Not uttering any monologues  Or not minding the matter He is just a deadman Walking into doom's land He was no always so atypical One'e zeal made him survive critical Fallen for others happiness Forget to rejuvenate within himself Some time I feel I know him personally coz Tincture of me is still waiting for your consciousness enlightenment. #soothsayer   Paras Awasthi
Being in Void