'tis gone!
but what was it!
that morphed me into thinking
how does life prevail
many steps it entails
pale.....
snail....
tale.....
stories is the spice!
each different
the more the better
does life have variety?
sinks in the retarded truth for an anwser?
why do we look for spice?
or why do we remember a moment... much even after its moment!
why?
perhaps life seeks pleasure in bigamy with spice and remeberance.....
if one in non satiation then what does two signify?
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