the reverberation of a hidden well…freed.
By divine extinguishment of my fragile mortality,
My immortal legacy will be truly born- pure.
One that keeps me well; alive posthumously.
As such, by my own volition what I bequeath,
Is me residing eternity- in my breaths of…poetry
Poet of the Light © 2018
Getting lost is not a waste of time
The world of author Marilyn Jaye Lewis
My journey through postpartum depression.
Mindfulness - Mental Health - Self-Care
(...and some I have)
Hand-picked Traveling and Fooding places
"From the what-if's to the if-then"
Tranquil notions, melange of sterile musings & a pinch of salt
Created on a whim
A creative space for sketches and canvass prints. Lover of fine liner doodles.
Love Travel Meditate
Att vara annorlunda/att inte passa in i samhällets ramar
Musings of a Millennial. Life, The World and Everything In Between
Pen to paper.
Navigating life the only way I know how... honestly
Exposing Bullies and Liberating Targets to Make The World a Safer Place for All
I don't think when I write.
Thank you this is just what I needed. Some civilization.
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Too bad it was so short-lived.
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Is not short lived better than not lived at all?
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I have trouble measuring statistical significance.
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Are the volition of ones beliefs, perchance?
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Pleased to meet you, sir! And compliments on a wonderful blog! Look forward to reading more in the new year…
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Thank you much, Kunal and by all means read and or comment at your pleasure.
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Sure, I will! And I’d like to invite & welcome you to mine 😊
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