mountains don’t rise until after the earthquake, the caves don’t form without the stream
glaciers carved the plains into valleys, the volcanos created the islands of paradise
every crag so painstakingly accidentally created, random works of wonder
what will happen to me now that i have discovered you, what new piece will be formed, be taken off
time will tell, but i will happily welcome the changes you bring with the magic of your touch
resculpt the jagged pieces, the clay of my insecurities into the armor to protect you
rearrange my scars onto subtle camouflage in which to blend into your dreams of the perfect man
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
it illustrates a beautiful willing heart, quite sweet in a way….
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it was a daydream I didn’t wish to wake from
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Love this
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Awwwww
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And i was already following you, lol, but in my fervor to comment I accidentally hit the unfollow 😬
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lol.
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There one super interesting line to me and one I identify with. The resculpt line.
It’s always been fascinating to me that I can change for other people, people I love, so much easier than making changes for myself it things I need.
I think it’s because I love them more than me. Maybe it’s everyones way. 🤷♀️
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maybe it isn’t until someone is important enough to us that we see the need to actually enforce the change. dunno.
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I don’t know, but if I need to change something in order to protect someone I love, it’s done.
But I think actually yes, it’s definitely about a deep heart connection that inspires it
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i guess i just gradually change. smooth the pointy bits out. I tend to become of less of an ass and they tend to become more of one. it’s more of a mutual thing.
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Lol. Hmmm
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Not the direction I was headed but 🤷♀️
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That’s a good piece all in all. My own mind goes to Frank Herbert’s story about a fool watching a donkey pass his fence day after day through a single missing slat. One day the fool stands up in exultation; “I get it! The head causes the tail!”
Temporal mechanics being outside my reach, I like to think we all have positive potential, and the potential to do harm by inattention or inactivity. I have paid too much attention to my own potential to do harm, because I have felt wronged. But I’m working on it.
Pleasure to meet you, kind sir.
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glad you enjoyed it. I am a fan of Herbert as well
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