I woke up this morning saying,
but maybe I should've said "Stank You."
Cause it turns out it was never good luck.
It was perfect alignment.
It was accepting my assignment.
There were moments that defined it.
And I can't even describe em.
How does a petal describe the warmth of the sun?
That shit was magnificent.
This life is luxurious.
All blessed up
and wrapped up
9 mm caliber
The infinite is the scope.
The divinity is the focus.
You got the power.
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Faith Underwood, Curator
Writer. Poet. Lover.
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