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How do you not see?
That those who you cherish will gladly watch you perish.
Clinging to they're every word.
You make yourself vulnerable,
to watch is unbearable.
Yet, I can't do a thing.
I talk of the wrong in them,
thinking I'll create a bud that will stem.
I you're mind,
You let go.
So easily calm from head to toe.
Maybe that's the way it was meant to be.
You say you don't believe in karma,
but I do, because it leaves an aroma.
In the end, you will be cherished as they perish.




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