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If I could, my dear, I would curse my heart.
For beating for those dearly departed..
For still believing in the lies it concocted..
For reasoning for those who cruelly had it thwarted.
But most of all..
It would be cursed for beating for everyone else,
But Me.

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On the days of lonely me, how lonely can lonely be?

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Thou Read Me Shalt...

(Full Poetry In the Captain!)🌸

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'I am Ok', is the most delusional word, behind it there may be a long history of not being ok at all. There may be a lonely person who is tierd fighting it alone.

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At times, dominant sense of longing &
mourning offers us the experience of
displacement & a strong feeling that
we live in a lonely planet. This sensation
is so strong that the space we live in no
longer appears to be our home. "It's a
strange land, & I should discover my way
back to home" is the statement. Life
remains on hold, feeling of something
missing puts us in exile. At this moment,
something from within tells us, "your
home is not somewhere else, it always
extends hand to connect you back, go
down the normal road to meet it back.
Say yes when you recognise your home."

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