The best present
Breathing inspirations
Not a Jewel or a braclet
Reality, the mind, soul, the matrix
Inner voice got visions
Peace in the world, no hatred
Blessings for a slient meditation
The heart hurt because of manipulation
Got used to hearing the list of bad decisions
Life inspires, no first tries
One day will retire and
die in a smile
since I first came as a child with a cry
I don't look for inspirations
They look for me.
The less I vibrate noises,
the more I learn for free.
Communication is key.
Listen to the trees,
what the elders speak and to
your emotions that dive deep.
Forever, untill Iwe leave
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