true and imaginable thoughts about love and life.
love shown the dead is love unseen
what is the cost of human kindness
Let me not be like the merchant of Venice
We wanted to get to the top without having to climb
With a roof of optimism shedding me from the rays of pessimism
Life is a gift but that same gift is a tragedy to some
Surely, our futures shall be bright
The wreaths will be laid
Adorned with beauty of the shining sun
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