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I have this disorder to read your mind.

I have this disorder to read your mind, And to you, it's not very kind. Quickly analyses what you keep from me, To your lies, it doesn't turn blind, Your painstaking efforts to hide the truth, Your calculated gestures or courteous rewinds, Everything is exposed when sixth sense comes to grind, I have this disorder… Continue reading I have this disorder to read your mind.

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Painting a new poem on the canvas of life…

Sometimes.... .  I feel like  Breaking shackles of confinement. Feel like Painting a new poem on the canvas of life  Like  Creating a whole new world of happiness  Like  Eliminating  differences of all kind. Like To experience  How it is  To live in the land of peace and hope  How it is  To wake up… Continue reading Painting a new poem on the canvas of life…