Craft

There are days occasionally

That it would feel best for me

To hurl myself against a wall

And watch the shattered pieces fall,

Knowing I can craft anew

My self, my heart, my spirit, too.

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Guard Your Peace

You won’t be liked and that’s okay;

Embrace your true Self anyway.

One can’t account for ev’ry voice

Before they fin’lly make a choice.

Speak what words are on your heart,

Or hold your tongue (a sacred art).

Opt in and out just as you please;

Let no one make you ill at ease.

The world outside will always spin

It’s lies, but do not let them in.

Dress and speak and live your Light,

And guard your Peace with all your might.

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