You have it and maltreat it
You forget to love and to hold it always
Quick to irritation
Which should not be your main concentration
No one is perfect all the time
Even when we are hurt, try to smile
True love, absolute it becomes
Only when we make it truly absolute
Separate your anger from your love
Because love and anger do not mix
There's no gain on the path of anger
The only accompaniment is solitude
We feel we are justified when we act
But justification sometimes lead the blind man into the ditch
Beauty fades, people abscond and solitude sets in
Our vanity and pride will outlive us in the end
If you tow this path
You'll meet with nothing but pain and regret
The cycle will then repeat itself
A cycle of forward march, backward cry.
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