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Stardust, Karma, and Bones of Earth

I was born of Earth and made of stars. I am neither great nor superior, The beauty inside me shines through acts of kindness and compassion. I am a product of my karma, I am a humble servant to the Earth. I do not curse my faults and I give thanks for my blessings. Every adversary I face is a teacher in disguise, Showing me I have the strength and the will to carry forward. There is joy in Death. My spirit shall return to the darkness which bore me, And I will be one with the Universe again.
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ariana-1
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May 21, 2012
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Influenced by some Buddhist ideals and personal problems I've been dealing with.

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