Ancient Cathedral || Lisbon, Portugal

Most Greatest: A Poem

She’s my most precious prize and my greatest irritation.
Oxymoronic, no, just what nature wrought.
You know, the aftermath of disobedience.
Credence given, this off balanced system.
Righteousness pleads for a soul in need.
Heavy the weight, only if chosen to carry.
Redemption’s nigh, How to surrender?
History holds, a compressive force, this nature.
Yet, love.

You gots to relax and recharge 💯
Stop storing that vacation time you are not a squirrel 🐿️

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You can’t be the real champ if you never got hit

Children fight the war on drugs.