A visual Poem. I always like to follow my instinct... and i dont really care about the logic behind an act.
Responding to the spirit of time...do what that very moment demands without much preoccuppation...but later the same instict demands me to correct the previous act.. thats why friends call me untrusty...At the same time all those people who are allowing their instinct to overrule logic are ruining their lives.But i really like that somber mood...
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