Being Nineteen

It’s a few minutes before 12 a.m.

There is pin-drop silence in my room.

I can hear the clock ticking away (and of course the sound of the keys I am typing 😛 )

The mind is full of mixed emotions.. (which are best left un-described)

After all within a few moments, begins “My last teen year”

So, I cross a new landmark.  –>

I wanted to keep this memory afresh for the days to come.

So included it in here. Nothing else. 🙂

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