We come in this world along with so many others. Then life sits around and throws us in its
grinder, allowing us to meet, interact and know some - may be many in the times
which become ‘our times’.
Some of them we hold on, others we pass by, yet others we
ignore.
And yet there are only so many that come along with us, here
on this earth.
To think of it, all this is said to be accidental?
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