“as we passed her she did wilt which caused in us sense of guilt since our stance perhaps did cause to put her heart’s joy on pause though we’re gentle, not hostile we diminished her soul’s smile since our aura as she viewed scent of love did not exude” —Unseeking Seeker the passersby wailed in laughter with a blink of an eye she sought the here after prompting hatred she'd rid and had been gone the sun's soul beaming within left are the pieces contusion once dealt exemplification deep purple, blue/black welt anticipating that it is all in the imagination innuendo scorns, undertones as intimidation the nuances of facial expression and body language an undercurrent hides beneath an open bridge the windy storm blows farther its opaque steam whilst whispering mantras gently stream uttering phonemes begin and she softly chants deep breaths balm lofty thoughts further enhance ‘I choose and listen how my inner voice druthers, and not the random opinions of others’ forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds—perfume on the heel that has crushed it, where sweet aromas loom
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