Enchanting tale
Of deep sublimation
Foregoing trail
Of never ending gratification
Manifestation of your love
Is hard to stamp onto, for
It's your simplicity that makes me drool.

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Another bright day, but I still smell the same,
Grabbing a mirror, looking so dull, I am tired of this everyday;
The manifestation I feel are way too far to be real,
Wiping saliva from my mouth I woke up from my couch;
Looking at the mirror I feel, how would I look like if I wasn't reel
What if it come to live, of all I want to be in life.
.
Here we go again, I am writing it while eating a cake,
I surrendered to my fate
All the promises I made today, went in vain.
Going to gym wanted to be slim.
A dream of skinny thighs has just become a myth; which can't be truly received as my destination is too far to be achieved.

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unfold the mysteries of life. I am yet to manifest miracles into my life.

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When you are lending your ears to your thoughts, you are meliorating the manifestations of your Soul.

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Bring me the sunset in a cup and i shall manifest how stupefying the darkness turns me with its embellished stars that i crave for .

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I make myself worthy enough
I desire my dream strongly enough
to
Intensely believe and manifest my vision
Such that...

Aura of the universe is compelled to transform my dream into reality!

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Creators that we are.
When you start thinking,
that's the beginning of your journey.
As you imagine and Invision your dream.
The universe open the veil,
For it to manifest.
It presents you, your wishes.
Delivers your creation.

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{COLLAB} Yes you writer fellow!
The Believers of Manifestation
Of Number "11"

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Inspirations, those voice
that came knocking your door,
When your spirit,
Couldn't shut it down
And you get to open it up,
Through writing,
Shaking it down while dancing.
Spreading it out through love,
Coloring it up through art.
Inspirations, keeps coming,
To wake you up from deep sleep,
manifesting through actions,
Where only actions can translate
and speak for it.

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In the dawn of our first meeting's light,
Will you reveal your true self,
or only what's polite?
Will you gaze into my eyes,
see the struggles and the cries,
If I open my life's book,
will you be surprised or deny?

Would you value a gentle face and a tender heart's beat,
When others chase muscles and thighs, a superficial feat?
As I journey through triumph, through strife,
Will you stand steadfast by my side,
for the rest of life?

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