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I’m having trouble separating the fairy dust from the dirt

I’m having trouble separating the fairy dust from the dirt

The storm from the rain

The rain from the flowers

I’m having a hard time trying to forgive and get along

Why can’t we all just get along?

Sure we can, just with the buffer of a pole at least ten feet long

I’m having trouble separating the fairy dust from the dirt

I’m having trouble recognising my courageous voice without my daily dose of rage as a gateway

Who, without my hurdles, is my I am?

A blank page is both a forgiving renewal

As it is an empty room

I’m having trouble defining myself outside of the madness that has come to shape me

 

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Photo by Anthony from Pexels

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Thorns and roses, kid, I hush my mind to sleep,

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…Thorns and roses.

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Akani Fuko is here to offer an appreciation of the commotion we’re brought up in and the lessons it inevitably comes with. I reckon the hot mess that seems to persist in our lives may offer each one of us a unique take on life that only seeks to enrich our authentic selves. The gift of perceiving life through humour and constant reflection remains one my life’s truest forms of compensation, to say the least.

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