How to love a rose, plant a seed of trust, water it with kindness, feed it with affection, cut out the weed of hatred, anticipate everyday with full of desire. When the rose blooms, smell the sweet smell of passion, caress it gently, love each torn for it need flaws to be able to see its beauty.
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Drifting with the wind my thoughts flow. Succumb through the miseries that faith had given me. Reckon life is perfect, but full of imperfections. Conceive of a complete circle without a kink. Experience gave me wisdom, for I shall not look so shallow to see perfection, but the imperfection. Unforced happiness will come to pass, if one shall seek it.
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Sometimes, in any given time in life we come across experiences that lead us to what we are now. we hold on to the moments that we loved, cried, and laughed. We try to forget the memories of pain, anger and regret. People are like camelion, blending in the surrounding they are in, they feed of love, happiness and sorrow. They retract from pain and suffering. But some are attracted to rejection because of infatuation thinking people will change.
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