Playing with words, sharing them with you, am back again and life is little bit better(am glad that you are here, thank you for reading my words)so life is a little bit better but still unknown(unlived) untill the day I die, then I will know:D
Keeping it fresh
If THE unknown feels like the fear of failure how can we know what failure is - it is still unknown?
Essay by night soul woman
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Written on 2013-09-30 at 21:19
Tags Unknown  Life  Death 
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