Sometimes

Every thought that clouds our mind starts from a mere word- Sometimes.
A thought that comes from the influence of solitude, harmony, and life. The writer inside us gropes for a pen and a paper and then... it's the pen that just scribbles on it's own and the words that chase us. We are lost in the ocean of prose, life, and our words.
Just a thought which is not 'just' Random.
Read it and I hope that you Like it. I'm not a wattpad recognised but still...
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All the love. xx