No, this is not a whining, mewling gibberish over frustrations of disappointment in love or life. This is about the demons that chase us day and night, demons that do not let us rest in peace until they wish our souls to rest in peace forever.
Every man has some or other unfulfilled desire. For some these do not matter yet there are some who are haunted by these demonic desires the entirety of time until he really does something about it. Its quite simple you see, I want to play the guitar but I don’t have enough money to spare to buy one, I might want to bring change be it at work place, at home, sometimes even in the society if you care to open the windows of your heart wide. Well there aren’t any semantics in here.
Yet of all priorities we must love our demons…
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