Wisdom in the tree peaks, and bricks in the sand.Whispers in the breeze creaks, but truth in the hand. Decline down with the invented defeats, or take a rock solid stand.Empire of Repeats, or Winter White Wonder Land.
Be happy for your battles, child; take heart in what you do.Do not envy easy riders, child; your path has quite a view.Discount the callous tongues, child; they do not have a clue.You are what the world needs, child; stay uniquely you.
CHARCOAL & COLORED PENCIL
To be forever free to ride the sea of personal clarity,One must supercede the heart-bleed inducing self-destructivity.