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Overwritten in the stars
Bond with nature
Echoes heard through the forest
As the ancestral spirits called upon him
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Sitting  in the waiting room
Half covered faces
With eyes that say so much
Six feet in between places
Everyone together
Still alone on their own
Waiting ....to get a swab.

Shell ✨🐚
Reality nowadays in the waiting rooms
You're punished by others for loving him
Yet all you were trying to do
Was please your heart
With that exquisite soul of his
He felt alot like a road through a mountain
When a tight spot prevails, you thrive
For you're stuck with him
Till the day you die
Hidden inside a cave
With out the slightest of chance to come out
Only to be stronger
Vulnerability becomes foreordained
When even the purest hearts fall victim
For they are easily drawn to the calibre of iniquity
Eager to grab a meal
It rushes for its ****
Fast as lightening strikes the ground
It grabs onto its neck
With all strength endowed
It tears it's flesh
And as the prey lies helpless
It starts to feed
With the African Cheetah, hesitation means a lost meal ushering in hunger which dooms survival in the wild
One of a few things I'm sure of is
With all the craziness around
You truly are the love of my life
Countless as stars
Like soil is on the ground
Unnoticed when done & with time becomes our pride
Reluctant we are, always not wanting to admit the wrong we've done
**** even when we try, mistakes still follow us
Guess it's a tough journey that ends when the soil claims ownership over us once more
With the wind being our mode of transportation to our next course or universe
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