Are there any sorrow greater
Than losing the moments gone by,
Never to return in time.
Will there be more worries,
Than knowing this moment,
Will fade into the black.
Is there a joy greater,
Than not knowing what happens next.
Yearning for the inescapable.
Finding the Alchemist 
Beautiful one..
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Thank you
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Most welcome
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Beautiful!!
I have a small request to make…please check out my blog when you have time!!🤗🤗
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Sure, will look into it.
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Thank you so much!!❣❣
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Your blog posts are awesome, Arun 🌸🌸
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Thank you so much, Fatima. I am glad you enjoyed it. Love your blog too, the stories are amazing.
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Awww thank you so much, Arun means a lot ❤️
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Beautiful poem. That is the beauty of uncertainty.
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Yes, to be unaware of what happens tomorrow is what I think the greatest gamble.
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However we must accept and realise that we make our own lives with our actions.
That’s my opinion atleast.
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To an extent, yes. But I believe it is not just what we do but what others do around us influence our future to a point. By far our decisions are always based on the actions of others.
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Interesting thought…
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