A Broken-Winged Bird

Dreams are…cruel and wicked things in the hands of those who don’t have the means to attain them. Those who have what is desired will be admired for a second and hated for a lifetime. Happiness is and only will be within. But dreams, those irrational things, can screw and mix up the soul’s beauty, and distort the mind’s purpose. Heed these words and give those cruel and wicked things up, lest you live a life of suffering & bitterness.

…Ahh, but that suffering is what makes the apple taste that much sweeter.

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J.C.

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