Every wayward latitude is
Sedately treasured,
A tolling of the choicest bells
Registering a doomed
And disjointed revelry.
Painful apprehension streaks,
And one’s instincts clamor
For ageless poise.
A role must grant
That serene and undeniable ecstasy -
An actionable worth
Of focus and genius which is
Second to none.
Just aim that sturdy beam -
Hoist that truth
And enter a new realm.
Invest in a principle
Known as miracles.
Your belief
In the days ahead
Is to entertain
An amazing ownership -
One absolute truth
You must give love
To receive it.
Self love is never a treasure
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