Comeback
When I thought I could be back but there is something which I lack. I give a sound yell but there is no one to tell that the place where I fell is the hell. In spite of alone there is a clone which I known but it's me none other than and I waited a long span to make a better plan. And I am again at the start to throw the dart and this time I am sure that I could succeed it with the great grit It will be a comeback
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