Only Love

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I was never anyone's need, in fact life was my greed! A dream, lasting for millions of years, sometimes an accident interrupted it, sometimes it was ended by a sickness, sometimes it was killed by a race, sometimes discontinued by color of my skin, but for most of the times, the dream became a nightmare, due to a blunder committed by me. A blunder that changed the comedy into a tragedy. I wished if I get another sunny day and I awake, I shall not commit the blunders committed in my dreams. A soul smiled on my intentions, and said, "All right I can try you once again." My life was nothing but just a trial in that I always failed! I wished to get another billions of years sleeping, dreaming and preparing myself for the next trial. I am hopeful, every time when I went home from the trial room I went with more love and lesser hate. May it be infinite time for myself but finite for the kind and loving soul. I am sure I shall finally awake for a never ending comedy. Even if I go back I shall go back with love, only love!

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