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KINDNESS MYSTIC POET

Thank you for some stimuli. 🌟


Life offered scenes that I never wanted to meet, And then in dreams and memories,.

I’m forced to repeat,

Such scenes that arise, causing panic and fear.

In desperation, I’m devastated, drawing on each tear.


I stared at these memories in their awesome array,Cursing their return, and again they did stay.

To transform such energy, can we be objective?I am unsure but breathe, deep and reflective.


Such energy might be forever cursed, but I turn,Β To heal this assault.Β 

Forth, is we all yearn.Β I stared objective, like anger, hatred and despair,Became compassion.Β 

Now, kindness I might share.Show less

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By Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)