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It's 2019!



Written on 31 December 2018

Thank you 2018 for this wonderful year of ups and downs.You have taught me to love and hate,to forgive and to forget,to be compassionate and guarding,to grow and to fall.Thank you for trying to mend my broken soul,for keeping up with my flaws,for projecting out my falsities and for holding firmly when I was about to fall.You fed my hungry artistic soul with good food and wine and gave me strength to believe in the impossibles.2018 showed me that there are still many beautiful genuine people of good heart on earth in this era of selfishness. I'm extremely grateful that you didn't gave up on me. Even though sometimes you made the hell out of me,now I'm able to smile looking at those hard times.You have given me a bagful of experiences to step confidently into 2019.My lonely grumpy old soul has grown up so much that words merely cannot explain  your contributions towards it.Thank you for making me what I'm today in the dawn of 2019.
Looking forward to 2019 for similar, better and many more experiences that could mould me perfectly!!!

Cheers to the New moments,
minutes,hours,days,weeks,months
ahead.

Happy New Year fellas!❤️

©A.C

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