Saturday, May 17, 2025

Regrets

 No way out. All doors are closed. Time is up. I am done.

Apologies to myself.

This was my final result. Now, nothing is awaited. It's almost 37. A dead body is now alive.

Thank you God for everything you could do. All moments are going to be devastating till death. Death means actual death.

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