I feel the tides shifting.

And ever so gently, it flows over the crevices and cracks, flooding the emptiness that was.

I love what I love and that's that. I am what I am and that's that. Fuck "it is what it is." As if that's a sufficient explanation for the hurt and pain that's about to come. Little do people know of the toll that the human spirit takes when selfishness and fear takes the lead over goodness and love. 

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I get it. I get it. I get it.

I get it. I get it. I get it.

I get it. I get it. I get it.

I get it. I get it. I get it.

Do you?

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Celebrate for others.

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I need to work on me.
Practice makes whatever.