The more I think about my past,
The more I regret about
how I messed up every thing
But I know once it's done, it's done!
So all I can do is
to stop worrying about what I did
and start thinking what can be done now..!

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For some faults, punishments are inevitable, even after apologies and regrets...

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Life is like a circler path and it shows everything to us what we had done in our life ...so be careful while hurting someone because one day that person will come to know about it ...
Because History repeats itself

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A fallout of self-propelling events, taking form in the most unsurmountable possibilities — defying the laws of our
facultative discernment.
Something that binds us with a shadow, and drowns us
in the shallow; every bit of us instinctually consuming itself
while valiantly putting up a battle within us against our own
moderate exteremities.
A battle that needs no munition, just the ricochets of our past
deeds — daggers of destruction honed with our own ineptness.
Strenuous struggle, demolition, and further resurrection —
an infinite loop of our very finite life.
No matter how judiciously we make attempts to learn from
our mistakes, we never let life leave out a chance to take us
by surprise: a butterfly's flutter bringing typhoons; a drip of
dew pelting down on half the Creation; a dry leaf falling,
causing tectonic unrests — incomprehensible, right?
A battle that'll never meet the sun in the west, and will
never grant us the peace to rest in as long as we're stuck
in this loop of self-propelling events, taking form in the
most unsurmountable possibilities.

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people wander in this birth according to their past deeds. In the same way, their past continues to haunt them throughout their life.

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Nothing in life comes without prior invitation.

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History is like the endless sky...
Spitting on it spoils your own face...!!!

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Little by little,
the deeds of then came pinching me
who would have thought,they will be here so soon
or is my conscience awake so early?
Oh maybe the thought of my deeds never departed from me once
we have been kin since a long time

Errors on paper can be erased
Mistake when stitching can be mended
How can my wrong steps be corrected?

My thoughts are my shackles
My past mistakes are my captivators
Lights of new hope are trying to free me
Brightness of new beginnings are the lead to my freedom

Then I will be liberated!

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