"Wither is not permanent
You shall bloom again,"

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"A metal without a symmetry shall
Always be a piece of junk,
A hammer shapes it and makes it precious
And the same tool can turn
It into a wreck when used in haste"

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Who shall I call when the streets are
Empty, when the wolf roars
in a distant snow-field, and when the crow caws in the misty winter.
How shall I scream if the day is windy
And the nights stormy,
The trees full of fury and the leaves full
Of rustle.
When you are destined to suffer, how
Could your actions avoid any tiny bit ?
Snow and rain falls, season go "to and fro
',sun rises and sets again!
Then, who am I to not keep going?

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These people are captivated by the allure of wealth, seeing it as the ultimate measure of success and happiness. They tirelessly chase after financial gain, often neglecting other important aspects of life. Their admiration for money can overshadow their values and relationships, leading to a life driven by materialism rather than true fulfillment.

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"In the depths of my being lies a formidable and unattainable desire, an unyielding flame that consumes my every thought. It is a yearning that defies reason, a longing that knows no boundaries. Like a distant star, it glimmers beyond my reach, teasing my senses with its radiant allure. I chase after this elusive dream, relentlessly pursuing its ethereal presence, knowing full well that it may forever elude my grasp. Yet, in the pursuit of this unattainable desire, I find purpose and strength, for it is in the striving that I discover the depths of my own resilience and determination"

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In the depths of longing, my heart resides, A symphony of emotions, like crashing tides. For in your absence, my love, I feel incomplete, A yearning, aching void that's bittersweet.

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My lady, fill me with thy sweet nectar
I will lay static like a Patel waiting for
Thy sweet sting.
Consume me with thy stingy snare
Close me inside like a vicious
Venus flytrap, and bit by bit absorb
My fluids into thy bare skin.
Like a bibionidae, keep making
love to me till we both die!
Season of showers is ending,
And Who knows, the next season may
Never come again.

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"Time set apart everything that once held together as whole,
Past had people less in number but with affection's myriad ,
Time consumed me, it consumed you,
It's therefore me and you that made the whole us.
Things have become superficial, pathos a paperweight,
Relations a loose knot, with world a sandwatch
In this advanced world with a search for life, we have just forgotten, how to live."

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"It takes years to create, and just a second to annihilate everything that's ever been built
Human being's are so frail that even a single episode of happening can't be exactly Envisioned,
Things get Turtle, Episodes reciprocate the past mess, just in a moment of jiffy
Certain things backfire like they had been created for only that moment"

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I am always uneasy in becoming selfish,
Maybe a believer of typical past proverbs
But life in reality carries a gap of it's own
From the notions of existing past,
Some say good things happen to those,
Who themselves believe in good
And so say the others........
If you want to give Hope too many chances, by majorly reclining on it
Life is always going to disappoint you

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