Dazzling spikes elude my confusion as I ponder on the starvation in my essence. I'll miss you, but glueing to fragments of a pane would drive me to an oasis of oblivion. Validating on every issue and the insane times, thoughts slipped that I could fix it. Optimism valiantly caged me in circles, I hope the talks with my little saplings endure. Renewable freedom not vows, let's dance to this final song of rhythms in happiness as I Channel my future to a bouquet of blessings for regrets only dig up the scars. Every step from here leads to healing and warmth of love to my forever butterflies.