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It’s easier to leave, isn’t it?

No, it isn’t.

The way love feels is always only approximate.

Prediction is very difficult, especially about the future.

Listen till your ears bleed Till your heart breaks And you can't bear to listen no more.

Then keep listening. Till you live how they live And their pain is your pain.

Then, Maybe then, You can speak.

I only have a minute. Sixty seconds in it. Forced upon me, I did not choose it, But I know that I must use it. Give account if I abuse it. Suffer, if I lose it.

Only a tiny little minute, But eternity is in it.