I'm longing for the mountains, for green pastures stretching upto eternity..I'm too bored with this big-city life. Let some angel come and take me into dreamlands..but where r the angels?? seems they are frying in the lake of fire. Come summers and I'll be my own angel and rescue myself from this mad rush, from this honking of horns, from these keyboard strokes and try to make up with the greatest beauty--NATURE we broke up sometime back and it seems it has been ages...No plzz wait(I know u always wait, that's where ur beauty lies) I'll be coming soon to start our affair once more..
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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