Independent flow of thoughts of the Mind
Same like ever-changing Physical Matter
What you love the most this moment
Turns a matter of hatred, the very next moment.
 

When faith weakens a little, my dear
Both doubt and misunderstanding appear
Everything transitory Here,
Everything mere momentary
Yet, the Love that vanish,
In fact , Never existed
 

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