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DETACHED STILL ATTACHED

DETACHED STILL ATTACHED

Sometimes we feel sad
sometimes we feel happy
sometimes we are in remorse
sometimes we lay down whole

Life is like an ocean
full of surprises
more deep we go more
we explore

Life is all about believing
fighting and compromising
sometimes step by step
sometimes in one go

Hardly we cheer
hardly we iive
more worries
less joy

We ask God for alms
but forgot to ask his love
God is what we need
but material what we ask
Detached still attached to world

We forget about love
but live more for needs
we remember to love
but never feel to experience
merely love is need
we merely live for dreams

Purpose of life
not written in dictionary
impossible can be cut from it

How can you cut the
word believe
if you feel inferior
when God is all we need

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