cold and cloudy
a good day to drive
into lands where ravens loiter
and broken glass is beauty
life is a page
maul the paper with your mark
kiss your own hands
for the words
you were strong enough to set free
on an calm white ocean where
you might have doodled a flower
face your truths
let no one tell you lies
turn any corner you are gifted
neutralize your mind
somehow
it's love
all of it
doodle or maul
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