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This is a matter of the hearth not of any certain value. Like words assembled in poetry, they shatter one reader while leaving unaffected the other.

Like the sun rise, like a breeze of warm wind, like a gaze of child, like a call of duty, like a moment before victory, like a virgin before penetration, like a word between the writing and the thought.

Just an ordinary matter without any  effect or cause  !