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Blessings in the Forms of Fuck You's.
Mistakes
are blessings in disguised.
Make them
And you will grow from them.
Plant them
And you will have fruits
For thoughts.
are blessings in disguised.
Make them
And you will grow from them.
Plant them
And you will have fruits
For thoughts.
Published 15th Dec 2013
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15th Dec 2013 7:27pm
What Fucks Us gives us Focus. Thanks for the reminder in this clear, concise poem
