Whatever enters my mind cannot be tossed aside.

But the thought there in I cannot confront. What shall I do when I am unable to scream for you ?


Separation, Separation, Free me from this Separation.

Whatever language is spoken, Separation always exists. Vicious, Relentless Separation ...

Watch & Listen it here. I love it.

 

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