Hatred is gloomy and obstinate,
It might have reason but not good.
Hate torments the soul within,
Not to bother who provoked it.
All must shun hate out of heart,
And move the good steps.
Forget the feeling bad and hate,
And give peace to tired eyes.
Eliminate the shadow of dark,
And house the adventures in life.
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