Pleasure passes, pain persists....

 We are always, welcoming to happiness and pleasure. Always. And we live every second of it. Which is why it passes away so rapidly.

We are never open to pain. Sorrow. Grief. And we wish to get away from  it. But it sticks on. Like a second skin. 

Pleasure passes, pain persists.

You know what to do...

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