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Some days are heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.

Obehi Vessel A.

Both strong and weak may survive; if neither takes too seriously, the titles of ‘strong’ and ‘weak’.
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Serious Strong Survive Weakness
I used to envy the sun, for having seen it all. I was wrong. Left with nothing to see, how bored she must be.
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Deep Herself Myself See Sun Wrong
Doubts are powerful. They, not only demand we look again, they tell us what to see.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Doubt Philosophy Powerful See
There is no such thing as ‘little’ acts of kindness. Every kind act, is grand powerful. Meant to take up space.
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Act Kindness Powerful Space
A fair – weathered friend; I am not. I bring my own sunshine.
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Friendship Sunshine
A natural law; ‘forgive them or become them.’ slowly, unnoticeably, surely.
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Forgiveness Law Slow
I used to believe that living is doing, moving, getting. But, there is life in staying still. A bird is a bird even when she isn’t flying.
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Believe Herself Life Live Myself Philosophy
No. I do not wish upon stars, I hear they fall.
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Fall Myself Stars
Ears quick to listen. Lips, slow to speak. I take, so that I may give.
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Lips Listen Myself Quick
‘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
What’s lost, can be found. What’s broken, may be fixed. But what lives in denial of either of these will remain as it is.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Heart Broken Live Lost
I have felt warmth in lies, and coldness in truth. This is how I know that morality, transcends the physicality of temperatures.
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Cold Deep Lying Moral Myself Philosophy Truth
And, when it comes to counting our blessings; we humans are all bad at math.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Bad Blessing Human Mathematics Ourselves
Second chances, are filled with humans hoping for a third.
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Chance Deep Hope Human
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

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