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| Life is so strange... |
Sometimes you imagine it, to be so lonely.
Sometimes you feel its crowded. Even if its crowded,
People around you don't matter
and the people who matter are not around.
So in a way, your lonely again.
Why is life so strange?
Why does it always happen?
Why cant we figure it out?
Why doesn't any plan works as we want it to be?
How do we get the answers of all these questions?
Who will answer me?