At some odd points of time,

It seems that our senses are not working fine.

We say the things that we never actually mean.

When we think of them, they sound very mean.

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Even if I start today, I cannot love him more than he has loved me.
Even if I try, I cannot match that amount of love; it’s beyond my capacity.
I don’t know how he manages to stay loyal even in times like these,
When everyone is seeking temporary pleasure and all things with ease.

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I am a sensitive soul. I take things personally. I cannot tolerate when wrong things are happening nor can I ignore it. If I look away, it runs somewhere in the back of my head and keeps irking me, urging me to do something about it but I wonder, what can I do about all the wrong things happening across the world?

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