Beauty lies in the art of transition we often miss to see. We keep separating shades of turbulence from our lives, without realizing the Aurora Borealis which takes place.
"How long will this go on?" Asked my diary. "What will go on?" "For how long will I have to bear the weight of your secrets, your infernal verses and inner turbulence?" "Until there's none left inside me."
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