Poetry Series, Episode: 2

And then we wait for the fate to unveil the destined path with our names on it. Unsettling, this uncertainty expects us to be mature. Most daunting tranquility which me must endure. Suddenly the wait then seizes and bares with it another one. A new wait thus comes into existence, wait and wait, oh! Persistence.

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Together!

We will make a fresh set of memories.

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Con-Text

I am trying to write a Poem.

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