Empty cries from empty souls
No one to listen no one to hold
God is but a perception of the mind
Irrespective of events which unfold
Quest for the truth is uneventful
These days for pennies it is sold
Nothing matters no more
For, named names
Are the pure hearted and the bold
2 comments:
“May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human enough hope to make you happy.”
and yes.. "Enough strength to overcome your leg injury".
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