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Sat Jan 02, 2016 9:48 am
Kritesh says...



she was on the window,
I was on the way.
she was busy,
I not.
she looked,
I loved.
as evening mist had made
the time colder,
she made me warmer.
she was smiling,
her smile was visible
in the low dim light though,
she noticed,
I confirmed.
again she smiled,
I reflected back.
  








When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind