No one is useless because imperfect is a new perfect.

Imperfect= I’m perfect! Friends I’m sharing a short story with you, that I read a few days back. There was a water bearer who had two large pots hung on each terminal of a wooden rod, which he used to carry across his neck. One pot had a crack while another was in perfect shape. […]

No one is useless because imperfect is a new perfect.

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I think of you.

When feelings are uncontrollable When things are untouched When skies are blue I think of you I think of you. When nights are dark And it feels like the beautiful strings of guitar I think of you I think of you When words are unsaid When feelings are unexpressed When heart feels stuffed I think […]

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