There’s a lesson here anger not the quiet intellect bring not rage to the kindly giant fan not the soothing embers above all else leave the past buried for it is in there that wars are waged not only unto self but unto the world around we are the monsters we hide from we are the beast under our beds the clawing fury in the back of our heads but in solace we are a beacon unto others those lost in life those deemed lost souls unto the brilliant mind who’s quirky wit shines with pristine comedic time unto the gentle mountain whom stands as a monolith unto the world to show what it means to be kind unto the warm hearted soul whom helps others mend even in their darkest time I say unto you smile let not the world weigh heavy upon thee for you are a true soul in a world of maddening blank faces one whom can breath life back unto this bleak world you may not know how you may not know when just share your beacon with in.
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