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HANDPICKINGS

By Anniliyah Richardson—

Create no deceptions. Believe the lies that are to be told behind in the eyes that share a darker truth. Whether to relay the message through the blind subliminal, everything soon comes to light. Pain inflicts those who cannot find the all within themselves. Ask nothing but to forgive their regrets towards the energy you’ve given. Demand nothing if not greater respect from toxic situations. Relive each moment to a higher standard. Refuse the hands that bitten you in order to be fed. A silent hunger remains in every opportunity given. Granted, turning the hands that lays in the sun too long drying up of common decency. Let this remind you of what waits in the grass. An opponent that is only good with the secrets that are kept to themselves.

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