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Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Whew
The thought came as a hard slap. There is no tomorrow. We just have one prolonged life of wait to go back to our real home. That's why we are not content here. So I cannot have a tomorrow to start afresh. It is just now or a moment is lost forever.
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