Perception
I haven’t seen or heard another person talk lately.
Only seeing their lips moving hasty,
Seemingly, they’re trying to gawk at she & play it safely.
One day you will be able to see as well as me,
That their eyes are not ordinary like yours or mine.
So instead of believing in a beautiful design that disguises their nature to a certain degree that makes you purposely shift beliefs,
Try to open your eyes to stop viewing your life in the same old black & white lines.
Because only then will you truly see how divine the release of boulders off your shoulders could suddenly feels so heavenly light.
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