spiritual
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Light shimmered on the Things I have shadowed… How can there be suchGlimmering, Glinting off of Hallowed gallows? Heavy hangs the head Whose mind Is light.Do I swallow regret Or Do I follow the trail Of Sorrows?Begging the Creator As if a “Lender” For tomorrow? From whom am I borrowing?
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The sea does not apologize for its depth. The mountains do not seek forgiveness for taking up space. And the sun does not ask permission to shine. So, why would I?
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Potential has no expiration date.
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Born on the cusp of millennia / analogue being in digital age / Can’t simulate stimulations / from be-ness vibrations…
