After nearly six months of abandonment in the Malaysian bipolar weather and kept away from any contact with lighting, they managed to survive. Alive but very fragile due to lack of care and attention, they were forced into the compressed area to die.
No air could travel through the vacuumed compartment, no tiny space was present. Day in day out they thought of days no more thoughts could be heard themselves.
Until one day I was at the edge of a breakdown and no help was reachable, my sticks of Marlboro Touch was saved from the cruelty of restrictions. Once again, they are proved to be superior than any human strength.
2 comments:
What you inhale makes who you are today. You should pat yourself on the back. You are a living example of achievement.
yes, sir. I am proud of myself. It is who I am.
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