"like a heart beat, it drives you mad..." -Dreams, Fleetwood Mac
traditions must end
it is not a sin
to part from an old road
and take a way that is bold
we grow through dilemmas
they only scar like henna
and yes, so many deficiencies
grow so many like weeds
remember to just breathe
count them one two three
life continues eternally
love always wins effortlessly
