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It is about things one can't express in community to avoid feeling embarressed or criticised. Skip to primary content. I Spelt Your Name. My Father, Fate, and Me. Stories We Could Lie For. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. Half Ignorance and Knowledge. I love the spiritual life that native Indians were following, and how they respect the nature around them. Therefore, I have gathered various drawings and pictures from the net. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
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Live Your Day | Escaped Thoughts
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It is about things one can't express in community to avoid feeling embarressed or criticised. Skip to primary content. I Spelt Your Name. My Father, Fate, and Me. Stories We Could Lie For. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. Half Ignorance and Knowledge. Live your day as if it were your last. This is what all people advise us from the past. It’s funny, nothing in this world could ever last. Everything is moving a little too fast. This world could be an long edition or an endless cast. Never tell if it is expi...
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Stories We Could Lie For | Escaped Thoughts
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Justice was Served | Escaped Thoughts
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It is about things one can't express in community to avoid feeling embarressed or criticised. Skip to primary content. I Spelt Your Name. My Father, Fate, and Me. Stories We Could Lie For. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. Half Ignorance and Knowledge. It was a cold night when suddenly a person with a bleeding hand walked into a busy police station. Everybody was staring at him and wondering why he rushed into a police station and not to an emergency room in a nearby hospital. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Half Ignorance & Knowledge | Escaped Thoughts
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It is about things one can't express in community to avoid feeling embarressed or criticised. Skip to primary content. I Spelt Your Name. My Father, Fate, and Me. Stories We Could Lie For. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. Half Ignorance and Knowledge. Half Ignorance & Knowledge. Four kids were sitting on the top of the high wooden fence of their large barn when an red apple just fell down from the tree and came down their way. The first kid said “Oh how strange is this apple! The calm child answered “...
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Battles and Wrong Perceptions | Escaped Thoughts
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It is about things one can't express in community to avoid feeling embarressed or criticised. Skip to primary content. I Spelt Your Name. My Father, Fate, and Me. Stories We Could Lie For. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. Half Ignorance and Knowledge. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. It is a huge ocean that easily can fits both! It is a real shame to see such actions! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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My Father, Fate, and Me | Escaped Thoughts
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It is about things one can't express in community to avoid feeling embarressed or criticised. Skip to primary content. I Spelt Your Name. My Father, Fate, and Me. Stories We Could Lie For. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. Half Ignorance and Knowledge. My Father, Fate, and Me. Tell me malicious fate how did you dare to snatch him from me? He was under my wings, under my want, don’t dare to blame me? Every time his breath went irregular and weaker. My two palms gently pushing on his chest. It is for sure tha...
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Solitude by Fate | Escaped Thoughts
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It is about things one can't express in community to avoid feeling embarressed or criticised. Skip to primary content. I Spelt Your Name. My Father, Fate, and Me. Stories We Could Lie For. Battles and Wrong Perceptions. Half Ignorance and Knowledge. You wake up silently and put your cloth on. You hold your breath avoiding waking her, to move on. You march like a shadow to steer away her precious tear. You are all set and your taxi is waiting below in sear. You lightly kiss her front in her supposed sleep.
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Gallery | Escaped Thoughts
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Useful Links | Escaped Thoughts
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