What can I do?
When all I can do is
watch you from a distance.
My reality is knocking
endlessly on an endless
second chances.
Always chasing.
Always dreaming.
And it is honestly draining
to be breathing
in a timeless waiting.

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Only a mother's
love can endure the
pain and suffering
of a thousand deaths
in a single deep breath.

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Today's generation is no longer conscious about the value of a human life. With ego and greed taking over, life as if, is disposable in nature. The material hype is changing the psyche of the children. We already live in a miserable world, losing values and virtues over earthly pleasures and pressures.

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In the middle of his
mind-blowing nonsense
is a freezing judgment.
Unable to connect
the missing sense.
Unaware of the
obvious disconnection.
Continues without
a hint of hesitation.

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My safest
space
is a place
I can only find
in solitude.
All love.
All gratitude.
Sacred
consciousness
is alive in
every breath.

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My safest
space
is a place
I can only find
in solitude.
All love.
All gratitude.
Sacred
consciousness
is alive in
every breath.

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A mechanical way of living
is the hype of today's existence
but it is not the consciousness that brings real meaning to life.
Only the divine not the ego that
can bring us peace while
we live.

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being alive
in every moment.
Like being present
and free
to experience real life
everytime we
breathe.
To be able to deal with the real.
Not the reel.

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The real suffering in this life is in the name of holding on together as a family. We keep the respect alive as much as we can to survive and thrive and evolve into better people as we journey along as a family. Love is not the problem for love is given on our first breath. It is the people, circumstances and growing up experiences that contribute to our "suffering" as a whole. So it is important to always pray for wisdom to find the grace that we need to carry on a breathable grateful life. No matter what, we are family.

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I can't see.
The truth is ghosted
in my eyes.
My ignorance,
I can't disguise.
I'm dying to be wise.
Mercy with my lies.

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