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#comprehending
Upon reading, I still quite didn't understand . Not until applying my own definition. Even today she's meek, humble. Once a dream, I woke to find her gone I Still hear her voice so far away. What was this idealistic principle. Youthful soon to mature, Finding it's way into a grave. The scarcity of something so precious. The adoration, was any moment opportune. I knew very little, seeking her. Comprehending what I knew from such a small glimpse . Resistance truly was futile. Stumped at the very root. Grabbing the proverbial apple, taking a bite. I no longer had any control of my life, displaced with closed eyes. Searching for a glimmer of hope, I urge, 5 more minutes She wasn't a dream
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Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
5 More Minutes
People don't comprehend that there are two ways of understanding; one is by having been in the situation, and the other is by listening in to the conditions.
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 6:17 AM UTC
Two ways of understanding