EXISTENCE

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Some people just breathe and few others just breathe free..
Most of us dont even exist..Most of us exist more than required..

The eternity is gigantically beyond my concern..
What I feel worldly around me-is too worthless to even show concern..
Why are people so in need of a good public image!?!?..
Why people so desperately want to be part of social circles!?!?..
Why are people so scared of saying,"NO"!?!?..
Why liberation is just about sex and dope,what is to be done with conservative real thoughts and actions beyond them!?!?..
Why people want to conceal their flaws and mistakes!?!?..
Why do they run away from problems and realities!?!?..
Why is "truth" non-accepable and "this is the right you want to hear" so famous!?!?..
Why so many needs and a heart so small to give!?!?..
Why no straight-forwardness!?!?..

Existence*

What I feel worldly around me-makes my heart ponder about everything thats not my concern..
A mother's heart..
People who are curious.. 
The strangers who smile at you with a good heart..
Those passionate people who give their whole lives to what they love..
They who love unconditionally,selflessly and beyond any reasons..
Those who hold hands to help when people are in need with shattered hopes..
People who be one to "people,things and life" dicarded as small..
People who fight all the odds with a strong humour..
People who love animals..
People who get emotional or go mad with adrenaline rush with adventures,sports and nature..
People who speak their heart and mind,who stand for the right..

Existence*

People live and all die..immortality is the existence..and HUMAN EXISTENCE CAN NOT BE SILENT..

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