“Love Thyself”


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conjure the minutest bit of love for thyself.
release the maligning hatred
and disenchantment.
for, not a soul has ever been birthed,
that can attest to a perfection
that only the gods possess.

thou art thine own perfect canvas,
of which thy unique talents can afford.
so, partake of the enfolded ink, i say.
paint thine own journey, begin with thee.

–Diwa

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