That feeling of realization,
that life problems doesn't only occur to you
people in the street
with their feelings in discrete
the reassurance that life doesn't revolve around you
and we not living as a nation.
we too busy counting our own flock of birds
and forget people are fighting their own deeds
but at the end of the day we are living individually
that's why we don't think that gradually.
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