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Time - The Consistent

Time is bliss.
Time is curse.


Whichever comes shall never be reversed.

Time heals.
Time steals.


But it's purpose is concealed.

Time is soothing.
Time is confusing.


The motive is, to experience.

Time has memories.
Time has worries.


Time is now and in it should be acceptance.

Time was.
Time will be.


If it hasn't happened yet, it shall be.

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Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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  1. Good one in these tough times. A true one. Very real one. Well done mate.

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