It was bright a day as one of re-focus. Made simple, he was alive, reaching for goals far beyond others' grasps, deep as black water. he had awaken this morning with a strange understanding. life as he had known it had worth and this was not a thought to be held alone. it had been validated through a together, sharing children laughter and campfire stories to warm their bodies as spirits previously had. enough was enough with played out storylines, king's jesters were left with their faces painted with fake smiles. even jokers slept un-kept each night, more shook being alone. but they, those unruly individuals, remained as royal as ever.. humbly situating themselves in their positions at prayer circles of life talk.
everythings seemes to make sense when you are not alone. ya duugg?
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