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I make sparks

Some women are just tough to read

I feel the spark but the engine doesn’t turn over

Where is the missing link?

It has to be myself 

No other option

For I have come a far way from my past. Where talking to women wasn’t even an option. Being genuinely yourself is the hardest thing to overcome. Fuck the opinions of others because in that moment in time it is you and a chance to be eternally happy. May your words flow smoothly, that such of a gentle creek. There will be ripples along the way, but the water always ends up at the same point . No matter the path, how windy the river is , a beautiful lake will present itself for your needs. The journey will inevitably seem impossible. Rains from the gods that never stop. But these rains will create new rivers and streams. Cutting through fields of lavender and fine Burch. For you will find a place to rest. When the stream is at its calmest and the forest is fruitful. 

◄ John Wayne

When I’m gone ►

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