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Serendipity Jul 2019
Sometimes
it is hard
to spread your roots
in shaky grounds.

You are not obligated
to stay,
for you still are just a seed,
that the wind
can take
away.
Serendipity Jul 2019
My mortality
I do not fear,
but yours...
I dread.
Serendipity Jul 2019
Overcoming your fears
smells like the scent
of dried tears.
Serendipity Jul 2019
Romanticize yourself.
There is no overconfidence
nor cockiness
nor pride
in declaring yourself
the ruler
of your kingdom.
Serendipity Jul 2019
There is aestheticism
in letting go,
but even more so
in holding on.
Serendipity Jul 2019
Will you let
your third eye
blind
you?
Serendipity Jul 2019
Cut the valves of my heart
with the thorns
of your flowers.

You put seeds
in my blood,

I watered it
with my cries

a garden grew
in my body...

that I never asked
to be planted.
In my agony grew beauty.
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