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From, ‘What If’ – to -‘Yes, It Is.’

What if, I loose X?

What if, I loose Y?

What if, X leaves me?

What if, Y leaves me?

How would I live without X?

How would I live without Y?

I would cry endlessly.

I would probably die.

No, nobody dies for anyone.

Nobody cares for anyone after they’re gone,

Except the few who have *heart*, who *value relationships*, and who *respect and love the person they’ve spend time with*.

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Take a Step.!

People don’t wanna make you laugh
They can’t see you brighter
All you need to do is to step up your game
Do it up
Make it to the point
Where folks can’t mess
Where you just be you

Escape to the world, the world of dreams
Own yourself
Like nobody else do
Oh baby take a step, take a step
Step it up
Do it up
Make it to the point
Where folks can’t mess
Were you just be you.

You got troubles,Β  I’ve seen you crying
But not now
No more crying, no more tears
No more troubles
Cause the escape from the dreary realities of life, gonna take them away
You need to take a step, take a step
Step it up
Do it up
Make it to the point
Where folks can’t mess
And where you just be you…

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Your Heart Knows Things That Your Mind Can’t Explain.!

Go where the heart takes you
Heart never lies
It tells you something which you truly feels and want to do.

The voice of heart is the voice of your hidden self
The voice you fear to say on your own
It tells you your feeling that stays inside you, that was born to be spoken but remain unspoken because you fear to tell the world what you think.

Heart is like an old mirror table placed in a dusty store room
The dust covers it everyday and you removed it everyday just to make sure that it is still new and presentable
But everyday you enter the room and see the dusty table which reminds you that it is not what you think, it is not in your hands; dust will come and make it look ugly.

Heart similarly gets full of dust and everyday you tries to remove it
But with each passing day you realize that it is not in your hands to keep your heart away from this dust
But it is what life is and it is what it is.

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