An Ode of Gratitude

If only times were different, and
people were near, if only

hearts were warmer, eyes breathing tears
how joy could have made, our souls with content

you and I can enjoy,
reciprocating the gifts we hold dearest

thank you for coming here,
with your words heartfelt

I am humbled to know, that you made it here
looking forward to more,

perhaps if you can persevere
to enjoy future endeavors with a zest

— Stay Blessed and Stay Safe! ❤️

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It’s never black or white. Sometimes there’s a bit of spicy red in there as well.

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It’s never black or white. Sometimes there’s a bit of spicy red in there as well.

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