With Love

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A query for me about counting days that are scattered throughout on the face of Earth _, no no it’s not easy to comprehend, and by the way who asked that question? Biologically fifteen years old ! I don’t believe and why I am not able to come out of conspiracy theories when someone is sharing a thought , I at once googled for figuring days gone by on the globe but innocence wrapped in a game of small questions from a lovely star on Medium started to work on me _ I tried to build the response but Grammarly every time differs merely to stop me by unnecessary suggestions _Can you believe two million, five miles, twenty minutes and lot more even I thought to skip the question from a fifteen years old 🤒🤗who is more brilliant.
So I managed to see ahead of my nose 🤧and chose to be honest with VRITANT, that question in a small moment made me secluded but its answer helped me to free myself from that abrupt restraining in the very next morsel of time .

The days that are gone by left me with a new sensation, after your shout-out, felt younger and interactive to support the voice of the little universe inside you, that silver lining reflecting through your voice keeps me looking for your words here to learn something new.

The things that count make you count on them .

Your simplicity charged my heart and that small question poked me to publish a few lively moments that came in a wave.

Best wishes for the publication 🙂.