I pity the folks
That haven't
Suffered
For they
Know not
What they can
Endure
They do not know what they are
Capable of
Suffering
And trauma
Are needed
In order to transcend ourselves
Into something
Beyond ourselves
Peace is comfortable
And we do not change and grow
In soil full of
Pleasure and comfort
So suffer bravely
When it comes to greet you
And use it
To chisel yourself
Into a sustainable
Piece of art
-C.H.
A few years ago, there was rattling noise coming from one of the wheels on my car. I took it into the shop, and a man handed me a bunch of bolts and nuts, and things that I had no idea what they were.
They danced together. They kissed each other. They smelled the other one. They held onto each other tightly. They fell in love. Then, they got married. They went on a honeymoon. They made a child. The
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