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Dear Leonell

In moments of truth I surrender to a truce
Few times I wish I could be you.
So much grace and finesse
You’ve carried children along, glad to see one’s you’ll be raising.
Life is beautifully laced and you are the linen
Hold on to every piece of what you know.
Find out what can kill you,
And be its master.
You’re amazing, and magic
You’ll always be a Phoenix, stay rising

Hypermind