Its going to be a week tomorrow. Since I left the place I liked, quite.
Nevertheless, I hate my native place, more than ever now. The noise, it stings now.
The population, it makes me loose out on myself.
The population, it makes me loose out on myself.
Its getting difficult day by day, for me.
I know. This is going to be tougher.
But that's what it is about. Patience.
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