Sadness is sometimes unbelievable When it hits our hearts anytime... It weakens everything in us Even our pretty hearts just To turn us greatly into dead corpses or We look-like that anytime... We can not avoid it, but We can dwindle its impact... As long as it encircles us, then We will be remaining sad For ever and ever... ___________________________________________________________________
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