You make the rules, and we will break them.

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An enigma. An enigma unto myself.

Of eternal maelstroms and raging desires to fervent turbulences, a world rages within. Within me.

What you expected, never happens. What you hoped, never attains fulfillment.
What you once cherished and nurtured, remains a dream.

Scores and multitudes of souls keep whispering in my inner confines - whom should I pay heed to?
I wish to sink... to sink into a protective cerebral dome around me, with the sole company of me and my thoughts.

An oblivion that is a fantasy.

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O! Draconian Devil!
Oh! Lame saint!

O! Rash jad mail!

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At times when you look back, you'll see silhouettes of things you never did. And you'll wish you never looked back.

I seem to rant on and on unaware of the reader's concentration, if any, at all...
In that vein, did I absolutely ch00bistically phail to mention that I am Shalaj Lawania, First Year Mechatronics?

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Oh, and a proud supporter