I really enjoy talking to myself.
Whenever I sit with my loneliness.
A lot of things, a lot of memories collapse with each other.
When times change and I start feeling my silence on my own.
Every moment I understand what to do.
From where I started every single baby step.
Those who left me....
This is their bad luck.
Who is with me today....
This is their good luck.
where am I wrong....
where am I right...
I always talk to myself.....
I always enjoy myself.....
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