Wednesday, March 28, 2018


~The gift is yet to be shown~my suffering only increases~low that I know inside of myself that I am not the fool~something I realize turns away from ignorance~tho seems poignant to be this way~wisdom trumps the fool~I long for my eyes to be open with love*

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 ~ What you see before you came here is the same thing you see when you are gone~