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Two Sides Of A Story

There are always two sides of a story
Two roads to a goal 
Two people in a situation
Two parts that make a whole 

We often find it hard to choose 
Which side is true and which wrong
We usually pick the one that's easy
The one that comes off as strong

Ignoring the other is not typically sensible
We might even know it isn't right
But there are moments of weakness 
That leave no room for the light

It could also happen that no one meant any harm
It was the circumstances that messed up
Yet it leaves to self introspection
Whether to fight or to give up

We know fighting would be painful
Giving up is easy enough
But then what's point of the love
If it couldn't survive when things got tough

The struggle is probably internal
No one around you would understand
But the only way to move forward 
Is to figure out where you stand 
-Tamrina

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  1. How can someone write so flawlessly

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  2. I needed it... ๐ŸคŒ๐ŸŒป

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  3. Really Awesome ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ

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  4. Beautifully written.

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  5. And how to figure out where one stand ?

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