Just be the beast that was born.
Feed that animal.
I am happy in this place. Can I stay here?
Are you me? You are me?You are me. Are you me?They are me.You are me.You are me. You are me. Me. Me.Me. Me? Me in
Why does winter hold so much energy for me?
Whispered and hushed telling the stories of your dark garden.
Do you believe in the breaking of solar systems?
When we find our own dignity, we learn how to find the dignity in others.
When I edit myself I am dull.
I’m a little adrift and far from my own thoughts
Hope and compassion Are real.
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