You never are a mistake, herein.
Haven't most feelings been saved to themselves even when they cut to the heart?
How can this not be true?
Is not everyone's heart hardened?
Does anyone care?
I can probably say no,
Nonetheless, one to care is fortuitous.
Are there some? The way now you'd know;
Telling is a kind of assurance not just on hoping,
It is when you don't mind asking of yourself.
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Author:
My Boy Ryngkhlem (
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Nice
Thanks
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