Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect when it began, or if there were a day when it was not. It has no future but itself, It's infinite realms contains It's past, enlightened to perceive new periods of Pain.
this connection I have with writing; it feels so good when the words begin to free flow. when they are all out and in the open, I can breathe happily and satisfactorily. My source and self find alignment and I become whole again.
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