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Pain is like a novel One that you can't go on reading any longer The torments, the burden of the story, the shattering of dreams... Seems like a mirror reflecting the darkest corner of your heart So you shut the novel down and without a bookmark hide it beneath a hundred good books But every once in a while you feel the urge to open it To touch the scars of its pages, to reminish the tragedies of every chapter... And yet it only remains in your mind! I often wonder if such books of people were gathered... Don't you think it would have been enough to fill a library?
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 4:04 AM UTC
Of pain!
Pain is like a novel One that you can't go on reading any longer The torments, the burden of the story, the shattering of dreams... Seems like a mirror reflecting the darkest corner of your heart So you shut the novel down and without a bookmark hide it beneath a hundred good books But every once in a while you feel the urge to open it To touch the scars of its pages, to reminish the tragedies of every chapter... And yet it only remains in your mind! I often wonder if such books of people were gathered... Don't you think it would have been enough to fill a library?
Reflections✨ Gratitude for reading this!
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Oct 12, 2020
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