The Conflicts of the Mind
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I never get my answers when I count down, "Love him, love him not." Maybe I can blame it on the flowers. They wither before I get to finish. I can blame it on a bad count. Perhaps I got distracted. Or a flower missing petals, I can add the leaves, too. Maybe they do have the answer. "Love him, love him not." Maybe I can buy flowers for the rest of my life and never find out. I can blame it on how short human life actually is. I can blame it on how there are no more flowers to buy. "Love him... love him not." Maybe I can be the only one that knows the answer but forbid myself to accept.
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The Conflicts of the Mind
Short StoryThe Conflicts of the Mind I never get my answer when I count down, "Love him, love him not." Maybe I can blame it on the flowers. They wither before I get to finish. I can blame it on a bad count. Perhaps I got distracted. Or a flower missing petals...
