I disregard norms.
Then am I the norm?
What are the norms?
Who says?
I say think.
Think. It is the norm.
Or I think it is the norm.
Then again let me ask,
What is the norm?
What are the norms?
all the love
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Ye voyeurs
- Meghana Naidu
- Bangalore, India
- Nothing compares to the allure and power of the written word. An architect, a writer,a poet, I enjoy the occasional photography Love animals and would hate to live in a world devoid of them Music gives expression to the lost thoughts deep within me.... \m/
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