The smaller your life is, the more perfect it seems to you.

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All love seems like an apology,
all desire mere compensation
a world is old, left for new.
nothing's going to mend the
ways of this tale anew.

all must disappear,
ahead with none, not even a few.
fresh like a summer morning,
but remember you,
not all water can be termed
as dew.
-ss

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All black and all white stems from ignorance and often arrogance.

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I see
the raindrops rhyme,
with sand and time,
I see the birds of sun,
dance to its chime.

It's a day I see,
in a way it'll flee.
a flower, too asleep
to lodge a bee,
and the rain it comes,
comes for all of us,
you n me and all
the things that'll be.

wash it dry,
or drench it through,
it's the way you walk,
that leads one to you.
©ss

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Judgement and fearing of loss,
these two things keep us from
in doing what we want to
do all to indulge into
experiences that we think
and are curious about.
The whole trick or method is to use this
fear of loss and judgement to our own
good and find a reason within it that
would help us go and do things that we
desire.
-ss

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Where's everything ?

I guess there' are places they've gone to be
with stability, sense and well being

With a friend and form,
to fit a code and a norm

Here's a ripple for a storm
I hope it ain't grey, but warm

A mountain on a cave, a sinner in a slave
Far land in a gape
A breath short, too short to escape

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There's gold in each moment, stone in hesitation, a scared little mind within a scared little head, too full to seek the gold, too white to see the grey, too busy avoiding darkness to truly cherish the shine of dusk.
there's gold in each moment.

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the mind shuts up for a while

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Warmth is all we seek.

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Solitude and detachment, ironically go hand in hand, we see ourselves and situations zoomed out in full view as they say, recently one has been observing ample things within and around self things that we have, things that we wish we had, things here and things there, most of these things don't bring us back, or close to yourselves, empty desires, dry eyes and a complete drought of thoughts, while envy and misfortune rains and floods our streets and minds. We, as individuals remain in, in and within our little world's little problems too focused to see the bigger- uglier picture. But trust what one says- when we'll be back down flat ready to bow- we'll see it all.
Past-Future and everything in between, a long life, a short period.
-ss

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