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Its been reset again and again,

The way define joy comes from comparison

I found theres no actual define between happiness and well-being

Deeply inside out and the other way around.

That is why I hunt and I hung.

 

Scars remind us past affairs, as an outward.

We hide we attempt to forget, but it never fall away.

We thought it has gone yet it is fresh and clean once its been appeal.

Its a scar we have no courage to face it.

 

I hunt, I hung.

for this I die and I am dead, once again.

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