Being out for no less than three years,
Bewildering about say-and-hears,
Wasting in time killings,
Tasting around all the flavors;
Am I happy?
Not do I know the answers.
Company falling down,
There comes the bitterness;
Companion leaving around,
Here comes loneliness;
Compassion 's fading down,
So does my mind.
Taste of life needs to taste,
As the gap of one inch cannot be crossed,
Without the try of crossing,
Even though the mud might wet your feet.
Whatever the taste will be.like,
Try to digest with your whole heart.
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