
Conscious eyes easily behold the metamorphosis that unfolds. It’s rational to those who know rainbows after pain and sorrow. Restorative and convalescent incandescent effervescence. The magic of your transformation to some, requires explanation. Inept unless they wear your shoes. Impossible, you’re the only you. Callous ones desire dissection to justify their crude oppression. Believe a rocket scientist. Walking miracles exist.
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