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The Coconut




Brown on the outside but white on the inside.

Brown signifies dirt, even more than this is the texture that the coconut bears. It is hard and almost impossible to break without an external force.

There is nothing appealing about the appearance of a coconut, but on the inside...

On the inside is sweetness, pureness and softness.

One entity and yet different from two perspective.

A person may seem very hard on the surface, by your standards a very tough wild human being, but he feels too just like you do.

In fact, he might be softer than what most might think.

Have you ever thought about why he does the things he does, why he's arrogant and acts out? Maybe more than an over inflated ego is a softness, a sore part he's trying to hide.

The key is understanding people though it's not always easy, 'cause you need patience and love; two very scarce things these days.

I'm not excusing them but I just think, there is a reason for every witty remark, for every underminement; maybe these are all his shields to stop you from seeing the softness inside.



Taiwolilly 🤗❤️

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I hope you enjoyed this one! It's just a piece to help us understand ourselves better. Please do drop a comment about what you think😘❤️

Do you know someone like this? If yes, what positive traits do you like about them, or you don't like anything about them at all?

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  1. Daniel JrJuly 30, 2020 at 11:28 PM

    Wow... This is awesome

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  2. Taiwolilly🌼July 31, 2020 at 12:28 AM

    Thanks Dan🤗

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  3. PETERJuly 31, 2020 at 12:33 AM

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  4. PETERJuly 31, 2020 at 12:36 AM

    PETER
    🤔🤔🤔 Mystery of coconut.
    Thanks dear. More insight.

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  5. Taiwolilly🌼July 31, 2020 at 12:46 AM

    Thank you ❤️

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  6. LeoAugust 2, 2020 at 4:14 AM

    This is so me. I look really tough on the outside but inside I'm as soft as a baby. I hope people who really care about me will be patient enough to feel and see the inner me

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    1. Taiwolilly🌼August 2, 2020 at 4:36 AM

      That is also my wish dear. Thanks for commenting Leo🤗❤️

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  7. UnknownAugust 25, 2020 at 11:51 AM

    Hmm... TRUTH ❤️

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