I write this piece with a dry heart,
I write this piece with an handkerchief on my hand,
which is soaked and not yet ready to dry,
I write this piece with sorrow and pain,
I write this piece with loosened morals,
Am a man and men don't cry,
I write this piece blinded by the tears on my eyes,
I'm peculiar and furious
The fear in me can't stop me from being curious,
Curious of the already known,
I write this piece while mourning,
I write this piece alone,
I write this piece with many questions but with no one to answer,
I write this piece with many assumptions,
I write this piece with trust issues,
I write this piece draining in tears,
I write this piece with friendly cheers,
I write this piece with undefined mentality,

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