Poetry

Counting ❤️

⭐️Counting my blessings to my lessons, of birthing the creation through,
of all the ancestral soups, decoding, unfolding!
Blueprints a new, what to do,?
New ways to create,
no more traits of baits, of the fakes,
who only take!!!
Co create my state, make it great, To the lakes, the river to the sea the droplet in me ocean 🌊 Be 🌈⭐️💛

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