It is hard, it is tough and it is really very daunting when you face yourself. I never used to feel like this, but my enemy is within my veins, my brains, my hearts and my souls. Every time I fear, I make my enemy triumph over me. I have nothing to hide from myself and still I don’t realize my weakness. Void is what I feel like after every time my rival gets to win. Incompetence within me acts as the shackles that are hard to even move an inch from. I voluntarily accept the routs of myself without even offending. Assassin is no entity but me, Saviour is no individual but me.
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Nothing to worry about ... coz Aal izzz well...
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