iconox.wordpress.com — The words unsaid are broken pieces now. Conviction has the shadows of what it was that never had been. Life goes on what ever it may. The thing that ached in inside for numerous counts of beats is still irrevocable. Oblivious of the fact that a generation has elapsed the time has stood still. Organizing down the memory lane remounts only the things
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It's quiet in here... can you hear the echo?