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July 30, 2013

He was boozing more. He was running more. He was sleeping less. As if he wanted to rush through his life. As if in next few years time he wanted to live his entire life. But what about this exhaustion? Whether he will get that elusive peace? How long it will go on? He doesn’t know anything at this moment. Whether he will be able to gather back the brittle pieces of his self or it will simply scatter here and there? At this moment he is just trying to hold his self in one piece. He knows that he will fail, finally.

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