Saim Cheeda

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Those eyes so ecstatic with the gleam of new life, the wide laugh that no doubt uses up so much of the breath contained in those tiny lungs

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Where there is darkness, there once was light

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How do we perceive what’s important in life, from what we once thought to what we think now, how does it change?

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Whatever may happen, the memories of then will always remain, ever so sweetly with me, nothing to tarnish it. Not even the ugliness of reality