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Wisdom comes after the fact — But it can be drawn now in the present. Compassionate jewels crown my head, Trusting You, despite my intent, makes my heart ruby red, without lament.
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Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 2:23 AM UTC
Afternoons on the Back Deck (wised up)
Wisdom comes after the fact — But it can be drawn now in the present. Compassionate jewels crown my head, Trusting You, despite my intent, makes my heart ruby red, without lament.
bekahalle
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40/F/Australia
Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 2:23 AM UTC
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