Not carrying ghosts but guides, like constellations shining brightly sky high, moving forward with gratitude instead of collapse, I refuse to relapse, grief has been transmuted finally, there ain't no heated rivalry, giving all the love and grace I can muster to me, may she along with my ancestors dad and G finally forever rest in paradise/peace!
Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious
2/10/26
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