HEARTACHE IN WINTER

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It's ironic that living with the harsh reality has become a necessity, not an option, for the needy in this land, but they don't know how to live well.

An honest life that has no guidelines and has to be taken for granted has become a story that can feel like a fool. Instead of dreams and ideals, the maintenance of reality and improvisation are understood, and there must be romance waiting for tomorrow like joy waiting for the bright morning light; rather, it is an age where neglect and misunderstanding of the words.

A musician who made his mark in popular culture in the 90s sings like this as if he had predicted the current situation.

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“What is the dream of an unscented heart? *

Will a flower that dies alone shed tears?

I think it hurts, this is the last time…”

The unscented hearts of people became leaves and fell one by one, leaving only pity where they were scattered.

And here I am carefully adding another kind of pain.

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Pain in the heart also hurts, but what if the body hurts? Sometimes people take it lightly and say that it will get better soon. And the people who suffer from it will know that too.

But pain eats away at positivity like a worm gnaws at hope.

So, one way or another, you want to quickly recover and return to everyday life. This is because if the pain is prolonged, it will have a bad impact on the mind of the person concerned.

Perhaps the pain of the body is much greater than the pain of the heart. The discomfort comes only sadly because it can't be expressed in words.

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However, even if we don't differentiate between body and mind pain, if we think with super-positive thoughts beyond affirmation, if there is someone who will comfort or care for us when we are sick, and that is the person who takes care of us with all their heart, the pain given to us is just pathetic every time.

Hopefully if anyone gets hurt in the middle of winter, cheer up...

Drunk in deep thought, and a bit of nonsense.

THIS IMAGE FROM GOGGLE