
The garden of creation.
I am in this world, not of this world
I crave to get up and be fed fruits and navy beans for breakfast
I crave to be patient In the morning until the sun sets
So that when I eat it will be once for the day
I am a soul that craves perfection
I am a soul blessed with knowledge to know nothing is so
I am a soul that now craves patience to wait for perfection
I am a ever progressing soul, I refuse to be stuck
I am a soul who craves differently than most
I am a soul that craves to let other souls like me know
Our cravings are normal, but to others they are...
Unfathomable Hungers .



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