The real beauty lays on dots
Put them together and form lines
With lines the picture is made
Becomes painting or turns into cloth
Drink coffee without sugar
As bitter as the medicine
But with the time this bitterness
Has a taste of sweetness
A ceramic needs constant heath
In order to be hard and worthwhile
Human needs experience of lose and failed
In order to be mature and wise….
Love teach you the bittersweet of life
The painful teach you to be patient
The anger teach you to be solid
And the jealousy teach you to be persistent
At the end both laugh and cry
Both express by drops of tears
You will learn again later
Both love and hatred only belong
To someone you care so much
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