Gotta get this off my chest... Life was messed but- There is no more stress Everything blessed.
Blessed
Lesson learnt. Learnt lesson. Meditation, contemplation, repercussion, reflection was needed for regeneration.
Regeneration
Long story short. Short story long.
I cannot attach myself I cannot latch myself to what is not meant to be, what is not right and what goes against my beliefs. I cannot anchor myself to the things of the world that source self destruction.
Destruction
Like a bitter leaf fallen from a tree decaying back into the roots of reason Every ill word vomited out into letters for reorganising For restart For revival.
He has opened my eyes. I have shoved away foolishness and greeted the hands of enlightenment.
The light.
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