Till now, I have held on to the glorious pages of my life and never allowed the ink on them to fade. I have found solace in the fact that my past was beautiful. With every passing moment, the ink threatens to fade and a new battle begins. Till now, I have been a victor. Like a palace bereft of its treasure, I want to revive my glory but in this selfish world, this dream of mine will always be a dream...
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