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The heart is a weird thing..it is the one which keeps us alive and it is also the one which hurts and kills every now and then...it's incredible as to the variety of emotions it can possess...from love to hatred to jealousy to compassion to pride to humility to courage to fear to joy to grief and what not.I wish it were possible to stay alive and at the same time dissect one's own heart and see what it contains..what it goes through..what it feels..how it sees things.I wish i could experience what it felt like being a heart..being broken..being loved..being shattered..being ressurected and so on.
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 10:29 AM UTC
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The heart is a weird thing..it is the one which keeps us alive and it is also the one which hurts and kills every now and then...it's incredible as to the variety of emotions it can possess...from love to hatred to jealousy to compassion to pride to humility to courage to fear to joy to grief and what not.I wish it were possible to stay alive and at the same time dissect one's own heart and see what it contains..what it goes through..what it feels..how it sees things.I wish i could experience what it felt like being a heart..being broken..being loved..being shattered..being ressurected and so on.
sk-abdul-aziz
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 10:29 AM UTC
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