Whence we come and whence we are, where are we without roots and careful handling? We grow quicker through hardship, beating ugly stone into diamond, but best if given the needed push and support to fly. Why are family's afraid to try to love as a team? Are they afraid of their own shadows? Can distraction keep them from true reflection and outreach to other's? Or are they more afraid than when they were born? Alone in one's scene, is ego most obscene. Gently let go embracing...
forgiveness. Love is the only armor anyone can afford.
Aaron
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