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I hope life treats you good,
That the breeze brings freshness to your life,
That the sight of the sea brings hope to your path,
I am still locked up in my "The God of Small Things" phase of Anita Desai,
While I am still managing the elements to run off the "Bell Jar" of my beloved Sylvia Plath,
Running through some empowering verse of Maya Angelou,
Admiring the path of James Baldwin,
I am looking forward to be writing my own Greatness Book.
Some great minds shall forever remain unseizable just have a look.
I deserve and I don't deserve anybody's love,
For I live in the consciousness that I have an unconventional character,
Praises are to these souls that have tried to seize the unseizable,
And a memorial for those who run away from the unbearable,
Oh, Love, when shall you fit me,
Perpetually!
I wish to drink your pink strawberry milk and drench in your turquoise, blue water, to live under your heart-shaped clouds.
Love let me believe in your imagery.

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