Life poem
One dirty woman is always on her shiny macbook next to the church using their wifi, sometimes small gatherings on the library lawns, omnipresent on the boardwalk strewn along the sides in bags and blankets. Sleep whenever.
From the suits to the rags all citizens in the shared ability of anyone to live in this climate.
From skin to scale to fur to chlorophyll all trying to be alive - it's just a constant battle get it - there's no winning other than surviving. There's no right without a wrong.
A oneness is none, difference is some.
All things under the sun have a shadow. It all depends on what you do with the light that hits you.
All speeds can co-exist.
Practice like your hair is on fire means don't worry about anything, even your hair being on fire.
You'll want to put that fire out before you suffocate to death.
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