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'She was born in the season of Autumn leaves, died amidst the grief, all in the season of Autumn leaves.'

'She was born in the season of Autumn leaves, died amidst the grief, all in the season of Autumn leaves.'

'She was born in the season of Autumn leaves, died amidst the grief, all in the season of Autumn leaves.'

'Because the Summer sprung with winter beneath it.'

Because a wall is better than a gate.

Some things are so near but we can't see them. That makes them far away, far away from me.

Some words can't be explained but just be felt and some words can neither be explained nor felt.

When there seems no way, you just escape you never try and you just want to somehow survive.

Some open books have some torn pages that others are never meant to see.

Some emotions are untold, remain untold and stay untold. Mine are one of them.