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When the world appears in shades of gray,  
Spread joy in every possible way.  
A kind word, perhaps a smile,  
Can make a heart dance for a while.

Our spirits shine through simple acts,  
A loving touch, a friendly pact.  
Make the world your cherished friend,  
Share laughter, and a helping hand.

With open hearts and open minds,  
Let’s embrace all the goodness we find.  
In every moment, large and small,  
Spreading joy lifts us all.
I'm these things at once.
Feelings are sore to the touch
Numb inside my soul.
 Jul 19 Traveler
Lee
I can’t move,
I can’t wake up
I’m screaming for you.
Shake me
Slap me (if you can without hate)
Wake me up
But my brain dropped the gate
 Jul 19 Traveler
Arna
"Some people just can't resist your smile,talent and happiness for no reason."
Some people won't need a reason—
your smile will irritate them,
your talent will threaten them,
and your happiness will unsettle them.
But that says more about their emptiness than your brightness.
Keep shining anyway.
Don’t walk too far away, yet.
Stay close, flesh of my flesh.
I always want to be able to hold you.
For now.
Let my eyes never lose sight.
Your mother I’ll ever be.
There will be enough time
when you leave.
Please human, don’t hurt him.



Shell ✨🐚
Happy and blessed Mother’s Days to all mothers.
Mothers always pray for their children.
There will come that time to let them go.
Please always protect them.
"I flipped a switch."

More wild than Africa, I'm taking domes like nation capitals.
My vernacular impassable.. way past packing bowls natural flow every time I rap a poem I aint taken notes I'm breaking clavicles vibrato stay snapping bones I aint even "ragalur"..  I'll give every rapper a firing squad like I was playing Galaga the way I battle em spitting covid on these "bat"tlers, give em all sabbaticals hammer time looking like two of Gallaghers the caliber so big it might not even be compatible I'm hitting more licks than Metallica.
I found my sanctuary
In the bottomless, raging sea.
I sank as I grew weary —
Reached its bottom with my bare feet.

Free of motion,
Evading commotion,
Ceasing devotion,
Dreading demotion.

This is a resignation;
I serenely grow my gills —
Neither weakness nor damnation,
Just a soul worn out from flotation.
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