Building a better tomorrow.
Purification (a poem)
In the depths of my demise
Deep between the stories behind my eyes
there may be an ironic surprise
that "things" are not what they truly are
Pain really is
anger draining away.
is frustration leaving my being.
suffering fading away.
It's the process
that molds me into who I need to be
and go where I need to see.
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Matters of the Self (Personal Nourishment)
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