I thought the life I am living is my world. 
And its the only world but I was wrong. 
I realised when I was forced to move out of it. 
That was a tiny spot l lived and not what the whole world looks like. 
I lived in illusion till date.

La escritura: la escritura llega como el viento, está desnuda, es la tinta, es lo escrito, y pasa como nada pasa en la vida, nada, excepto eso, la vida.

We may train or peek for a certain race, but running is a lifetime sport.

Not everyone believes that I'm a fairy princess, but the sparkle I feel inside tells me that it's true.

Written By Julie Andrews Edwards

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