When feelings soar up and thump on the walls of my heart, when the world around changes colour and impinges on my soul.... I take up the pen and pour my heart out.
Words, DR Dear, it seems, tumble out of your fingers as easily as rains out of a raincloud. And your choice of them are impeccable, but easy. Carry on, carry on, we are looking forward. Debotosh. 28 October 2010.
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Words, DR Dear, it seems, tumble out of your fingers as easily as rains out of a raincloud.
And your choice of them are impeccable, but easy.
Carry on, carry on, we are looking forward.
Debotosh.
28 October 2010.
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