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The Talk

A: Don't, it'll hurt you! B: But, explore, I want to... A: What if, it breaks you? B: Let it, if it kills me too! A: The safer route, can't you tread? B: Safe is boring, a wise soul once said. A: No, it spells danger ahead. B: If fate so wishes, go now, make my bed. A: Fine, have it your way! B: I will now, you'll have no say! A: Guard yourself, let emotions be at bay. B: But experience is rich, no other way. A: Now, there you are, broken and blue... B: And aren't you broken too? A: I heard the toll, this was a call for death... B: But hey, I'm stronger. I'm not dead yet.
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deeteaful
India
Published
Apr 12, 2017
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16·121
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#voices#conflict#head#heart#npmchat
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