What happens when there is no response to a question?
Or a leaf that doesn't have a branch?
What do you think of a world without a sky?
What happens if anguish seeps into the bones, surges through the veins, and bursts through the skin?
When viewed from a different perspective, life appears to be wonderful at times.
But to you, and how your life is presently, can you agree that life is perfect?
Can you look deep inside yourself and smile?
Can you sing from your mind and dance to the tune which you alone can understand out of happiness?
Can you?
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