Immortal Curves

When school’s over you are no more their teachers.
Just reference & patronage…not preachers.

Take heart! For, by reference, you’ll have ingress.
Minus their exposition, lectures weigh less.

The startup info you 10,000 fold pecked;
That’s where memory meets instinct to protect.

See, your voice is theirs & also, vice versa.
Even short inactions feel like inertia.

Credit, in the moment, may not be given.
Be glad they mind any lessons you’ve driven.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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