Published June 10, 2024, 3:55 p.m. by Pearl Mave_rick
I awake from the deepest sleep of my life and the longest day of the night
My body aches from the bruises of the weekend and smiles of the month
I keep saying I'm exhausted until I faint from my imaginary world
Waking up from my world of dreams is like returning from the battle field with bruise and victory
The cycle doesn't stop, 8hours fight and 12hours healing
The routine change with time I love it ,though it keeps it from killing
The ghost life that lives with the living
Merchant of trust and extortion, greed and honesty
Service of cluelessness and courage in a dusty mushy
The void of the unknown sounds insane
Careful brothers and sisters the unknown is not known
Caged life in cycles we live
The wisdom is with the one that knows the unknown is not known
Take a deep breath brothers and sisters say a prayer for your time and seasons
Because the void knows nothing matters more than your life.
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Hello I'm Pearl, a day dreamer, over thinker and I love to put all in writing , I have a simple life but a complicated mind... Thank you for spending your precious time to read my post 💕💕💕🙏👌🎉💌💐💮🍀🌼
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