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Peace Is Kinshala

I just got done with the dishes after another family meal they all said I should have a restaurant, where I could slice, dice, and peel, and then I informed them the amount one is paid to toil in a boiling sauna - kitch, and they said "that's all you made?" and why I began painting, and for reasons withheld for what good are such talents for-barren and shelved?? It's always been a far off dream of mine, to have a sort of day/night diner where the food is good to the extreme, and the night life even finer... to find a financier is the trick, with no degree in my hand, but I've thought it all out, and have it all planned, just like my unfinished novel, and my paintings aplenty like my scattered genius brain, that shuffles in frenzy... but here is my point, with You at the center for Kinshala, you could ease ily be my soul mentor... I've seen it inside, you touched me and tried to lift me to a new center of being, where my best is applied... We only need time, and I'm not giving up though the stakes are against us they won't force me to drop my One chance for truth, for life and for love for Peace is Kinshala, like branch is to dove...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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