A fragile world we set up
around ourselves with our
dreams,
destinations, envy, hope
and fears,
Then we create a shell of
hate
to keep the pearl of love
in it,
It glitters,
But it isn’t a love-gem,
It’s our hate crystallized
for self-deception.
Love comes with the
inclusion of
more and more around you
into your care,
And in this fertile soil
blooms a flower,--
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