aletha (areefa) wrote,


In the reality of the rasions of the soul. In the masks of the fertile ground in which i walk. the maska of the pasts haunt the beauty of the day. God has granted me the blessings and the grace tranquil and serene. I feel that the contrast of my inner sanctum and the feelings that stretch more than can be known. I understand finally the the tranquility of the moment. I am serene in the thoughts of a numb and calm moment. i miss my dog. i miss the sober in myself. i am here in the moment and i am grateful
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