What is in miniscule is always longed, desired, cherished and valued in abundance, but what is in abundance, always turns out to be as "familiarity breeds contempt".

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Those dry lips, hidden tears, and grit to not sleep and wake up with even feeling of someone else's love, even the darkest, terrific and deadliest silence, is a sign of pure love.

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Trust and confidence that you get in HIS LOVE, can't ever be more adorned, cherished and valued, unless you are not betrayed, and failed in the shackles and trap of avicarious earthly love.

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''Innocence in love", only doesn't fail in HIS LOVE.

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''Beauty of Innocence and purity in love", only doesn't fail in HIS LOVE.

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''Innocence and purity in love'', never fails in HIS love and never succeeds, in earthly love.

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''Innocence and purity in love'', never fails in immortal love and never succeeds in mortal love.

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Failure of "innocence in love", often makes you terrific monster.

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Hidden, are my tears.
Which, silently, I wear?
What to do dear?
This world fail to
understand and hear.
Miserability, stupidity and
inability, makes it bear.
Because everywhere,
shackles of patriarchy, is sheer.

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Experience speaks and understands experience, mere words are not always enough.

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