I don’t know
how things fell in perspective
I found that much-needed
semblance of order
In a disarrayed life
It is better than
pulp fiction or romance
love purifies
my whole being – finally
I’ve met myself
Better than romance
I don’t know
how things fell in perspective
I found that much-needed
semblance of order
In a disarrayed life
It is better than
pulp fiction or romance
love purifies
my whole being – finally
I’ve met myself
The sweetness of acceptance and enjoyment I call that! Lovely piece! 🙂
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Thanks, Susi!
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You’re welcome, Reena!
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Love purifies, beautiful. Nice meeting yourself.
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Thanks, Indira!
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