My words don't explain my suffering.
My desires don't understand the reality.

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Where I stand,
I always see the peak.
When I reach the peak,
I see wherever I felt seeing the peek.

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I was a part of a paper that explains
that I'm realizing how I was a part of it.— % &

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A style becomes a style
When it follows its own style.— % &

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I'm rich in holding others' anecdotes.
Now I know where I'm poor at.— % &

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Her mind was mute,
Her eyes knew the truth.
Her options were blind,
Her opinions lost sound.

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My experience becomes blind,
when my life appears stripped.— % &

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By the time the fish jumps back in,
the water is gone. So as the other fishes.— % &

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நாளையை
எண்ணி காத்திருந்து,
வாடிப்போகும் பூக்கள்
மலராமலே
போய்விடுமே.

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Wait till the rain shows up.
Stay till the sweat pays off.

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