whatever horrible situation
people put you (me) through
do not worry dear sailor of mine
for you (me) will soon eat fruits
of karma and the universe.
maybe few gods and goddesses
will get their hands ***** in
your (mine) garden preparing
the soil for you (me) to grow.
even angels could be by your (my) side
flapping wings whispering quietly
you (I) should pay attention
to all the signs
universe
is showing us.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
whatever horrible situation
people put you (me) through
do not worry dear sailor of mine
for you (me) will soon eat fruits
of karma and the universe.
maybe few gods and goddesses
will get their hands ***** in
your (mine) garden preparing
the soil for you (me) to grow.
even angels could be by your (my) side
flapping wings whispering quietly
you (I) should pay attention
to all the signs
universe
is showing us.
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