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I wish I could be buried in so much work/study/projects that i would get little or no time to think about
life, happiness, love, friendship, relationships, hurt, care, loneliness..
I'd like to trouble my brain rather than my heart...
Heart breaks,brain does not....
(As long as I'm not glucose-deprived, my brain will work fine..)

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There is this difference always..

What you know VS what you understand..

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I will never belong to anywhere..
I am a nomad...

Nobody's heart belong to me..
and my heart..well I don't know where did i lost it..