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human is the most complicated paradoxical living being. this' not about their body's cells, nor even their mind. but their heart. that's why, i see, they fall in love. and walk out of love. they feel the urge of being acknowledged in groups, yet they also unconsciously crave for some solitary moments. some of them demand changes in life, some of them afraid of it. nonetheless, heart is always a subject to change. some think before they speak, some speak and then caught in regrets. but words, both ways, are keep recycling all over the universe and will always eventually find new homes on newly born minds. of all, they denied the existence of dual opposite poles within themselves, the black and the white, the devil and the angel, the bad and the good. so they seek sanctuary - a chamber where they could be convinced that it's just humane - called conscience.

- widyastri, her inner thoughts -