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Oct 24
i fell in love more times than i can count
had my heart broken into tiny pieces
rose from the ashes, which is paramount
and every time i sought to find new meanings

i fell and stumbled, failed and tried again
weeping dry tears, fleeing my own purpose
and yet i chose to shine, and smile, and bless
at times it meant i did me a disservice

my trials were many, tribulations, too
my labours fruitless, my appeals unanswered
and, without fail, i ventured to choose you
you called the banners, and i bore the standard

i fell in love a hundred million times
in love, i found my calling, my true essence
if loving you is such a heinous crime
i'll fall again, and proudly serve my sentence
what are we but mere vessels and vehicles of love?

Oct 2024
Timmy Shanti
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Timmy Shanti  39/M/Sol III
(39/M/Sol III)   
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