Messy Taste
So much patience is hidden behind the anxieties.
If one dives deep into the oceans of fear,
they get webbed up in fiery situations.
Miffed time tells some puzzled stories; people
love to laugh, but they get puzzled
in tears of glory.
It is the taste, but the taste of messy things
tastes like having heavy food. It can be digested
through struggle but with a positive mood.
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