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The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart
It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone.
Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don't feel anything at all
Smiles and tears are so alike with me, they are neither of them confined to any particular feelings: I often cry when I am happy, and smile when I am sad.
My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world
About the Creator
Md Feroz
Poet.


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