Sometimes I forget that we are all just living BETWEEN THE LINES OF LIFE—between the aches and the joys, between what is happy and what is sad within us. Sometimes I forget that I am not alone in that, for no one lives in either extreme – in perpetual bliss or perpetual sorrow. We are all just playing with darkness and light, we are all just trying to find our harmony.

good poetry

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