It Always Hurts...

V Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The needs vary drastically during time travel, The morning’s needs are different from evenings, The afternoon’s needs are mostly not compassionate, The needs at midnight and dawn slowly get absconded, The need to find the meaning for love get swindled, The need for one another not needed and avoided The needs of children and the old are the same, The needs of the young, the youth and middle aged may coincide. The needs of the greedy have multi faces and never dwindle, The needs of the hermit are the size of the alms bowl, The needs of infants are the pacifiers and the bottles of milk, The needs of the Pastors are the arrival of devotees, The needs of the earth is the water, as it wants to cultivate, The needs of one always harm another in disguise, The effect of it may be observed during the time travel.

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