What do you think in your silent world?
Sharing and caring has the powerful stamps
The numbers are written in multiples of zero,
The eyes are not met not to spill secrets of sorrows,
One may be happy having all those treasures,
Another may worry of unknown destined tortures,
Knowing the truths is worse than not knowing,
Ignorance enjoys the fruits of deceitful thinking.
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