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I know... Neither my existence in such a huge Universe can create some change nor my absence can create the oceans anymore saltier. 

I never know... How much the vacum have the comets... but all I know is that... I'm too small to stop them striking my heart with an explosion and break it into ashes.

I know is about me... I existed... Or will keep my existence to achieve some crest... No matters if I'm looking at the top from the deepest valley with my vision...
Vision to see the world growing, to see the world reading, to see the minds exploring and hearts wandering in the emptiness of core.

Namo Narayana...!

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