We all feel, even when at times we don't want to.
But we don't speak about it, in the fear that the subjective feeling will become objective reality.
When a feeling turns to words, it somehow materializes out of thin air. It lingers and haunts us and never goes away.
And hence we remain in silence, secretly wishing it is just an illusion, a phantom of our imagination.
But a feeling, it lingers and haunts us and never goes away.
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