Partcially Hollow
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Last published Tue, Oct 13, 2020
Sometimes we are our worst enemy, people can see when others are lying but others never understand that a smile sometimes is a mask for pain.
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When we get too much involved in the act of pretending, we lose the idea of knowing the pretense of others. Isn't that how it works? We don't know the acts we do thinking good for the others even to the extent of hurting them to save them from major hurt will cause them to go through much more than we can think of. Sometimes it is not too late to correct the pretenses but sometimes it is late to amend them. Let's see whether it is too late or just in time.
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