Sometimes it's just enervating trying to fathom what others are thinking .
Sometimes it's just jading struggling to decipher what is .
Sometimes it's just unnerving having to evade fatal darts of animosity .
Sometimes it's just utter absurdity trying to speculate what's behind that mirror when you fail to see what's before .
At times we value individuality and the complexity of thought .
At times we come to terms with reality being what is .
At times we bask in the warmth of amity .
At times we are absorbed in salvaging our current predicament that we fail to forestall what lies installed .
Why so ?
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