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Effort.

Writer's picture: Sam JohnSam John

Our efforts.


To add beauty.

To build.

To create.

To design.

To enlighten.


We try... time and time again to be the best version of ourselves.

We get tangled in the frustrations of impulsive decisions...

Thinking that each one of them could change everything or nothing at all.


We are an all-in kind of society.

We are most always all or nothing.

I have embraced the in between.

The just a little.

The little step.

And have found freedom and security...

in the admission of my insecurity and frustrations.

And finding love not inspite of the things that keep me from being "someone's idea of ideal" but because of how just how beautifully set apart those pieces allow me to be.


Wait... what was this one about.


Yours faithfully,

Qavah.


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