Forgetfulness is a great blessing,
It allows life to continue smoothly....
But not all kinds of forgetfulness will be appreciated...
As helping the continuity of life of relationships...
Birth and death are just God's (life's) breathing in and out
And it is in death, life takes its cradle
To play all its plays.
Death is a kind of rain,
That, beyond our reasons,
Makes the life more fertile and continuing.
Like I feel and happen to say every time,
The formal words can’t cure the real wounds,
Like the water in picture can’t quench the real thirst
And it can't fill the gap that is really in.
The sorrows and sadness
Finds its roots deep into to the very life
That we all live for the same cause and reason
Our fore-fathers were living or have lived.
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