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Yesterday when I tried to figure out the actual meaning of life, the images that just flashed through my mind were the trodden and the untrodden paths, the autumn season, the ebbing away of tides,the mating of animals,the plethora of stars and the fierce demons with an urge to pull everything towards them. Each one signifying the hopes and tribulations of life and when one image fades out another pops up launching a new episode and then I realised the impossibility of creating a collage out of these images.
A.C

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