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7d
Don't carry the guilt on your shoulders.
They already carry the weight of your frown.

What you choose, you knew well
Your conscience was loud and clear my friend

If you were confused though when you chose
Don't carry the guilt, my friend
Because in such a place,
what you choose is
Is what you will be.
Just let it be....
Mostly, we know right from wrong. Sometimes we make tough choices. But that's what we chose.
Ridiculously misunderstood
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Ridiculously misunderstood  31/M/Sikkim
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