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Season has ended Not The Game, Rift has ended Not My Fame, Seen something divine, That's not insane Time will come all the way,  Though it might not rain, Here comes the Train, Board, it won't be in vain. Lets use our brains, Now whatever be the names, Lets play games and Let us Talk like a TEAM, For common gains.

Random thoughts prevail in my mind, Connecting dots has gone tougher with  time, In the middle of the sea I might be  alone, Yet the storm seems to have grown. Even If I try to refrain. They Remain. Random Thoughts Trying to think a lot. Ask them to come not. Can't identify but they're like black spots. Let them rot.