Lust is the language of lack

Never let the illusion usurp reality

Hopeless, hungry, saints? That’s a fallacy…

A deceptive ruse

So even if you ‘win’ you lose…

Contentment is inner-work

Love is that of abundance

Durable and resilient

Not a commodity for purchase

But a state of being, one must nurture

By sharing.

 

 

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