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No. I do not wish upon stars, I hear they fall.

Obehi Vessel A.

You can worry, or you can be wise. You cannot be both, at the same time.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Wisdom Worry Yourself
I used to envy the sun, for having seen it all. I was wrong. Left with nothing to see, how bored she must be.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Herself Myself See Sun Wrong
Ran out of time, before we even began. How long will the road not taken be starved of footprints?
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Beginning Deep Road Time
I have felt warmth in lies, and coldness in truth. This is how I know that morality, transcends the physicality of temperatures.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Cold Deep Lying Moral Myself Philosophy Truth
No. I do not wish upon stars, I hear they fall.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Fall Myself Stars
Time ensures that we heal; not that we forget; In forgetting how a scar came to be, is to silently invite another injury.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Forget Healing Injury Scars Silence Time
When one door closes, another opens.’ Yet, in-between lies a wait persuasive enough to make many go through windows.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Enough Oneself Success Wait
Doing good and being good; are two different things. The first is a shirt we put on, take off. The latter is our skin.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Different Goodness Ourselves Skin
How abstract we humans sound, when we say these are dark times. As though it isn’t in our hands that paint our times.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Darkness Hands Human Ourselves Sound Time
“No” is such a controversial word. Clear, resounding when uttered by men. By women, Low, muffled. Sounds like “yes.”
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Man Oppression Woman Word
Never give a human the job of making you happy. Some days, they might call you sick. Other days they might call quit.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Happiness Human Quit Sick Yourself
‘Why are we here?’ I inquired of my body, spirit, and soul. ‘Here to do whatever feels good.’ Said the first. ‘Here to do what feels good.’ Said the second. ‘Here to choose.’ Said the third. ‘Between both.’
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Body Choice Feeling Goodness Myself Philosophy Soul Spirit
Past lifetimes do not concern me. Whatever memory succumbs to be forgotten, is one I do not aspire to repeat.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Forget Life Memories Myself Past
A fair – weathered friend; I am not. I bring my own sunshine.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Friendship Sunshine
Some days are heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Alone Carry Hard Time Hope
Second chances, are filled with humans hoping for a third.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Chance Deep Hope Human

No. I do not wish upon stars, I hear they fall.

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