The beginning of a new day
Is not when the clock strikes twelve
But the moment that you wake from sleeping
And you know its was all a dream
Like a six hour movie
In a language you dont understand
Without subtitles
Its like falling backwards into the depths of eclecticity
And rising forwards in strawberry fields
My yesterday's are almost done
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shreya, thanx but i really dont know what :) means.
manjhey ke i am smiling for you...clown!
haha
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