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“You are allowed to kiss off the wound from your soul, For at times, memories live beneath your skin. You are allowed to revisit the old memory lanes, But here's the truth: you are not allowed to let yesterday swallow you whole and burn you alive. You can carry those memories, but not those years again.”

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“People feeling strong at some stage of their life sometimes easily allow themselves to offend the weak, being more than sure they will stay unpunished for their behavior. But in due time, the reckoning comes for everything.”

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