"Who wanted to grow up, when we had the heroes like Batman and Superman, and we had this little tiny body to act with, like them. Alas, we all have that childish nature still in us, but it's all about what people would think of us."

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" The lights faded, the night past,

Another blue day passed,

The soul walked away from past,

With murky murky thoughts. "

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" It doesn't matter how high you fly with the biggest wings you have, but remember that your soul is still trapped in the roots in the ground where you fell and you were so small and so empty. "

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"The sun only rises because people are ready to face challenges,
The sun sets because there are no more challenges for the day."

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"Come o' winter knock my door,
Make me fall in love once more,
Look what Autumn did to me,
Made my soul like wilted flower."

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"Dusk had fallen,
While the sky was gray,
Red flowers bloomed,
And the yellow fade away,

Night was to fall,
But the sun had to stay,
Moon of fourteen,
For the lover had to pray,

Life gave up hope,
Yet the heart had to say,
Lover wrote a letter,
But the pigeon lost it's way."

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'She wondered, if he loved,
He loved but couldn't tell.'

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"In calm cold midwinter,
there was a starving hunter,
who lost his way in forest,
and had no food no shelter,
One day he woke of hunger,
and started walking faster,
he walked for miles and miles,
but nothing saw his eyes,
He trembled of an anger,
his hope forever died,
like thirsty bowing flower,
the poor hunter cried,
He started walking further,
then saw a wounded deer,
who lied near the river,
with so much pain to bear.
The deer was also hunted,
by hunter like this man,
her eyes were getting colder,
and filled with so much fear,
The hunter felt so pity,
of what he saw over there,
his sufferings were same as,
of which were of the deer,
And then they died together,
as reached the starving bear."

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"I am so obsessed with my life that the books I used to read are resting in the bookshelf for years and my age is dying in the arms of my life."

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"I look into the mirror and see nothing, only in darkness I feel myself, only in silence I hear myself. I have been parted into two, a body and a soul and I have no knowledge of which one I am living."

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