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Jan 2021
I guess that we don't see... the real reality, of who we are deep down inside... until we open up the Pandoras box in our hearts and in our minds.


We had no choice... when we came into this world, we were the chosen ones... bound to a life of suffering and joy.


But you see... until we look deep inside ourselves. We don't realise the changes that takes place each night and each day within our souls.


Unless you reflect on your past, you won't realise your present and your future. The changes that we go through, as each day and night passes makes us all the unique individuals that we present to the world.


Some are born great... Others rise up to be great. But if we all looked inside ourselves once in a while, we'll realise that we're also the same. The same hearts beat in the same chest... The same organs reside in the same bodies.


We're nothing more than a speck of dust in a universe filled with the unknown. What are we? you may ask.


The answer is we're all just human.
We're born...
We live...
We feel each emotion...
And then we all die...


We return to the motherland, to nature as nothing more than a pile of ash.
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Its-me-your-broken-demons92  28/F/South of England
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