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it hasnt been too long, yet it was quite a while i thought and felt the need to write this down.

and it'll not be the same words anymore, but the meaning remains.

it just about, that in life like all else, 

sometimes by force is the only way to do;

and so like always, first see the context out of anything.

nothing in life are created without meaning.

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The same question remain, of what is love;

an illogical, akin to faith;

which us all realize, and yet cannot be absent of;

and thus just like it,

maybe it was also just a thing, meant to help us pass this worldly journey.

Yes, i believe so.

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When the sky is clear enough, when storms are ceased,

i can see the way i would be in the bright days.

But the stormy days too, are telling me,

the things i see deep down - rarely, i let them see the light.

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 There are no such as thing, as being too much of you in this world - and i can agree to that;

and yet we do sometimes, done things 'too much',

and thus this is became paradoxical. But i guess, its just a matter of being adaptive and being human, 

and so there are none to worry about.

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yeah; life is ... as with trust, just a ride on thing. you just have and will do it naturally, often unrealized as the days went. In both, failure doesnt meant you are the only one to blame, or you're the one foolish enough to let it happen. it just, that.

everyone is ...

gonna have struggle w/ somebody else even when theyre very good w/ themselve or people;

will have boredom even with the most perfect life and people;

and,

gonna have fear or doubts regarding their own life and choices, no matter whom and what theyre with currently.

yeah, idk, it just kinda heavy.

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I like being cryptic liek this while im not doing it as much as well. A layer - layer of veils.

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 When i was alone, i wonder what should i felt about having your scent amidst the thin smokes i blew. In the silence amidst the night, i quietly try to feel it; i couldnt really grasp what i sense, but i like that all those are ours.