Clear the way, for a handful of proportionate dreams, for your best self. For the better part of my life, i've been an imitation of a snail,...weary of confrotations, a submissive manner, lack of resilience and passion to stand up for myself. My figure has been a cloud of fear,...and I took on the great burden, to end this person is have lived to be, and become a stronger, firmer, and although still very much so introverted. ....I believe, I've bloomed into a dark flower with hidden blue pollen, airy but firm. Life is a sequence of unfair factors, the oppressed and the oppressors. Now look, you and I are an equal species, born into different circumstances, ....better or worse, your bones are just as similar in anatomy as mine are,....egotism, hate and oppression is learnt . Love is birthed. We have all been oppressed at some point in our lives, looked down upon.....or just felt misunderstood. .., we at some point, have also been opressers...we have been on the other side.... Deal or not deal, our soul are tarnished by certain experiences in our existence, ......but clarity, humility, optimism and God's grace, aready tools to penance, tools to writing a new intro. I am made of stone, Now and tthrough out.......I am proud of who I am, am confident in my perspectus,my work, my art, am a product of love, I am a child of the most high, I am optimistic, I am a revolution. ....... Oppression is bread for the weak,....am a handful...clothed in wisdom and strength. .. I speak love, and respect. Join me in being a light to others,...Be a Helpers, spread love. You're a ray of hope.
Remember to be kind and not nice,..... Thank you for listening, With love, Mandy.
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