Once I thought it romantic to be resigned to death.
Now I am dead to my own resignation.
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Once I thought it romantic to be resigned to death.
Now I fear romantic resignation will be the death of me.
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Once I thought it romantic to be resigned to death.
Now I am resigned to the death of romance.
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Once I thought it romantic to be resigned to death.
Now I romance death with resignation.
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6 comments:
"maut kaa ek din mu'ayyaa.N hai....."
(nii.nd kyo.n raat bhar nahii.n aatii)
looks like so much fun!
not the fatalism, but the playing of skip-rope, hopscotch and card-houses with the words all at the same time.
never mind the Batch of 2006 id. 's got nothing to do with you. it's just my class common i.d.
the fatalism isn't so bad either.
brilliant
inspired by this ...
Once I thought to live was to pursue happiness
Now life is happier without the pursuit
Once I thought to live was to pursue happiness
Now I pursue living without happiness
Once I thought to live was to pursue happiness
Now I am happy to live without a pursuit
Once I thought to live was to pursue happiness
Now pursuit of life makes me happy
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