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Enough of lines of feelings
which cannot be quantified.
Enough of the hopes
which cannot be fulfilled.
Enough of the lies
which escape those bloody hands.
Enough of the days of
longing and wants.

Enough is all I say.
Enough of trying to change
The muddled world.
Enough of wanting fairness,
From the greedy souls.

And then, 
one day arrives.
with no more space
for desires and wants,
in the vacuum filled,
empty cup of life.