Being you
Knowing how hard it's to control the storm, I know you need to know, it's not yours.
The nerves of the people web are different, they entangled you, but believe me, you can detangle.
You are the hope you always had.
You, who was meant to grow, needs a deepening root.
It's not your fault that around you goes brumbum,
It's not your exhausting karma and neither the upcoming curse.
You are a star which shines not in the sky distant to me, you're the aura which covers me and the whole universe.
You're spread like a gorgeous tree across eternity.
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