Copy ImageAnd they can’t understand, what hurts more— Missing the other person, or pretending not to
Khadija Rupa
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Just as the way sun is behind the moon’s light reflection, I know that everything which comes into my life, or every thing I notice, I see, I hear, has a story behind it. And that story connects it to me. So I become curious to know these back stories. And the more I know them, the more I know myself, each time in a different way
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Where the cheerful childrenof unwritten poems,play all around,you will find me there
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Only to close these eyesto sleep in the lap of loveand stay there forever
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