This time, there are two seats, closer to earth and proud-headed to the sky. They seem to be together, but without any touch. Both are stubborn, wooden minded, tough ,concrete and opposing each other. You find no intimacy between them not even around them. Laying to the wall not to each other and hurt with scratches in dignity. They wish to confess to each other and break boundaries, yet they can not break the ice between them. Although they face each other, they can not look into each others face. Open arms, but not able to hold and hug nor can give a tapping condolence. Wooden, but not able to give warmth and old, but not tolerant. Light and brightness gild the whole surrounding, but not them. They are miserable as two old rapped couple who have nothing to live for and much to envy others about.Hatred eats their hearts and minds and does not leave little love to justify why they are still with each other.
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