AuroraA Poem by CuringAurora, During that merciful and whimsical age, When we are yet unaware of our mortality Literally tasting the world and sampling the exquisite variety, Caring and reaching deep enough to inspire reciprocation While still able to consciously and humbly receive as the heart was truly created to receive ...without any notion or idea of constraint And of course, we hadn't learned to be hard yet...for that type of growth requires time and feeling ...the type of passionately burning emotion that has the power to destroy and rebuild Wielded unmasterfully, by an apprentice to this world.
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