The essence of truth ....is hard to comprehend ......
Reality is bitter .... and hard to bend ....
The jolt from fear ..... the shock from sorrow ...
We know them all ..... But live to pretend
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I love the mist ....... signifies peace and serenity .... We associate it with paths that are difficult to tread ........ isn't it like discovering what's inside the head....
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and pretend we shall. For that the only way we know how to go on. Cheers! Keep blogging!
Truth is bitterness
A bad memory defends
Sorrow beckons us all
Only the time depends
We break in the present
The past loses meaning
But live on in hope
With a will to cope
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