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thinking about the past. looking at the past.

sigh.

so many things to think about today

Why are we so powerless? When we want to help people the most....we just can't do a single thing about it. Makes me feel extremely useless. I see other people suffering... nothing much i can do to help. Offering advice is useless. Doing anything else is wrong. The only thing i can do is listen to the frustrations. Haiz. Words are really useless.... haiz. I can't help people to break these chains... their burdens.. their worries... i really want to help... but yet again i'm powerless... i ain't no god ...

Then also... i feel so lost. Have i really let go?

Lying alone in this field of flowers at night... gazing at the stars.... the warm breeze across my face... yet ... i feel empty.

The invisible daggers. The invisible cage. My heart is a minefield.

Anything can trigger it to go off. And all the sad memories will keep flowing back in.

What's the meaning of life?