For my Grandpa, whose name I want to live on forever. Nakupenda sana Babu.

Time has flown, but the clock stopped ticking.

Oh how I wish I had another minute.

8412 miles away, as if you’re on another planet, but still live in my heart.

The sunset has proved, that an ending can have beauty to it.

Loss of pain, loss of struggle, the entrance of peace and certainty.

-Seyan Washoma


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