there is history in everything we touch that we’ll never know
we shouldn’t be fooled by someone who claims to be something they are not
where it’s possible it is also probable no matter the odds
we should be focused on what’s important; so they create distraction
nothing is made up of just one thing; we are all bits of each other
wrapped in a blanket with a view of her domain the cat feels secure
only in hindsight can we know if our forecast was indeed correct
travel the backroads and alleyways; where the truth is left unvarnished
things we hold onto for whatever the reason have a hold on us
to just be yourself it helps to first understand who it is you are
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