It is at a distance of perplex, how effects carry… to find their real way to you.
Cradle the way…saunter upon it
but do not let it become you.
Let it pass in the pace as whence it came.
For in this embrace, lies a remnant of change.
If you allow it…it shall fall by.
It is all and nothing, yet everything that grief does not speak.
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