• one_4realdame 13w


    Persons are riddles not to be solved;
    To be accepted as such.
    Complexity is uniquely theirs;
    Their soul's birthright.
    Their freedom to be as they are;
    That is what makes us the same.
    What makes us wholly one;
    One in the same.
    Conundrums not for solving;
    Only accepted and loved for the mystery that is ourself.