Appreciate your failings, for they keep you grounded . A wheel rolls fastest towards disaster when there's zero friction.
The tree of life calls me now
You ate my fruit discarding seeds. Like them, rise aboveground, be no more a weed.
The tree of life it calls me now
The truth of strife at
Odds somehow
One day we choke on mud but raise up our heads
And the sun will warm us when we're still and dead.
Deals seal business agreements. A bond is something more personal and fond.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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