This frustration we all experience these days. No no one comes to our rescue as everyone is in self isolation when we drown in the sea of life. Our SOS message goes unattended. We languish in fear and stay confined in the prison of our own making. Life gathers so much of dust- unused and unattended like the books fated to rot and wither away in the moldy unopened book shelves! Very poignant!
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This frustration we all experience these days. No no one comes to our rescue as everyone is in self isolation when we drown in the sea of life. Our SOS message goes unattended. We languish in fear and stay confined in the prison of our own making. Life gathers so much of dust- unused and unattended like the books fated to rot and wither away in the moldy unopened book shelves! Very poignant!