Choose Your Day.

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A good day and a bad day is
the outcome of
how we process our thoughts 
how we proceed to it
And how we conduct to it

Ourselves are the reason of
all the oppressions 
which mind has to go through
With all those self cession

We are the ones who decides 
which day is, what day
Being happy doesn't comes easy
but when it comes makes every
thing around us breezey

Those pleasant sensations we get 
in happiness are rare to find
Hold on to those when you feel 
your days are not kind
Count on your blessings and
You will find those sensations 
again back lined.🌷
                                                          
                                                      -Rashmi.








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  1. PrettySamMay 17, 2020 at 8:41 AM

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