Imagine
Imagine all the brilliant things I could have said on New Years, but I have nothing to say. Its what I feel that cannot be expressed properly in words. One day, maybe I'll be able to share it another way. Here's to a new you, on new years.
Cloud-like mirror
I see the patterns of my mind reflected in the shapes I see in the clouds. Sometimes I see death, and other times joy. What about the death of suffering? This is a most joyous occasion.
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