That prayers don't guarantee miracles,but they still heal and keep me hopeful.
That there is no shame in tears,but I would not want the world to see my vulnerabilities.
That sometimes being alone helps me disentangle my own redundancies and intricacies,but I secretly wish there was a shoulder I could lean on.
That every emotion does not need words for expression,I can feel someone's care through their eyes.
That eyes speak volumes,I can estimate perfectly the truth not spoken.
That children who grow up feeling need for love, once out of home, hurt themselves many times in the process.
That a lesson will be repeated again,till I have learnt it well enough.
That there is no shame in tears,but I would not want the world to see my vulnerabilities.
That sometimes being alone helps me disentangle my own redundancies and intricacies,but I secretly wish there was a shoulder I could lean on.
That every emotion does not need words for expression,I can feel someone's care through their eyes.
That eyes speak volumes,I can estimate perfectly the truth not spoken.
That children who grow up feeling need for love, once out of home, hurt themselves many times in the process.
That a lesson will be repeated again,till I have learnt it well enough.
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