The problem
Is that most people
Are looking for
Unconditional love
With a boxful
Of conditions
Opening the box
I have no remorse
Feeling good in purple
White iris’s at night
Strange sweet
Love to be content with
Sugar sweetness
Of sleep
Reminiscing again
The road is long
No highs without lows
Take what comes
Rain falls
Echo of an echo
Marks the passing days ~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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