Nothing is wasted; only goes through cycles and uses. Or don’t use.
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graphs of my Universe
Nothing is wasted; only goes through cycles and uses. Or don’t use.
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She travels light.
She brings a few packed
And you, in a locket
Kept safe with a chain
Worn around the neck
Reminding the traveler
That nothing is left.
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Wasted, Beloved,
None. In life all’s by design
With scales and measures.
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Good morning, Saturday. Thanks for opening the weekend gate. I’m flying back home soon; can’t wait for the sweet surprises!
Salaam. 🙏🏼
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