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Stand up, go to the mirror and look at yourself.
Look at yourself, your face, your smile...
What is that that the mirror can not reflect?
Your soul hidden somewhere in your gaze which is looking at you, too scared to appear...
to flood you and feel completed again...
Disappointment creates deadlocks in your labyrinth...
you're running to hide inside your dreams...
in a world that you have created...
You're trying to protect your personality, your soul, your body...
Every drop of blood asks you to stay with you, inside you...
How many drops were lost from a nose someone bled?
a lip ripped by mistake?
a shattered heart?
With any drop stolen with violence, you lose yourself.
How long will you let the pain, the fear,
the panic to be persecutor of your soul, resident of your existence?
Get your life in your hands...
And you, you who knows but keep silent...
Don't close your eyes!
I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent. Mahatma Gandhi