A demand that does not press is a flower that does not bloom 
Free time that is not coveted is a time that is not free 
Journey that does not turn is a twist very expected
A man that is not occupied is a life that has no life 
A heart that is restful is a throb without music 
A stare that is still is a look without a face 
Pain that wakes, chain that binds is a breath that gets a life 
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
Long live - struggle
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