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I wouldn’t be rude to anyone the way others are, thinking that being rude can control someone. I wouldn’t lie to anyone like those who defend themselves using false phrases. I wouldn’t cheat anyone the way some friends—or even love—can. I wouldn’t discriminate between urban and rural lives. I wouldn’t be disrespectful or misbehave, especially when someone trusts me enough to recommend me—for a workspace or elsewhere. I wouldn’t offend others like different generations often do. I wouldn’t bring self-discrimination into my life. I wouldn’t body-shame myself or chase artificial ideals that don’t fit me. I wouldn’t try to be someone else or shape my life around someone else’s path. I want to live as who I truly am. I will never adopt attitudes that make my life unhealthy. I will never falsely accuse someone of being a bad secret-keeper. I will never place someone’s problem on another person who has nothing to do with it. I will never take advantage of someone’s innocence or skills to make...
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Reviving in the Greeny Wild

 


I love to get lost in serenity  befriending tall shady trees,

running with my feet, bare,

caressed by the wooly woods

and adorning my hair with wild blooms

to find out my hidden me

who love to be lost in touched

 

 The untamed creepers that reach the tree tops,

the hollows of trunk that home the butterflies,

and the densed bushes that shelter the wild,

all echo into my ears to ponder on the mighty creator of them and mine

 

The toughest part of reaching this beauty

in the frigid weather,

is musing me to outlook

my life's ups and downs,

instilling my purpose anew

 

I love to get lost

over and over

in the woods and greens,

for my industrious life of materials

veils my soul and my innate essence

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