Thorns On A Rose

There is nobody.

Who creates the Thought.

“I’m not good enough”.

There is nobody.

Who thinks the Thought.

“I’m not good enough”.

It just happens.

It is a Happening.

Like Thorns on a Rose.

And just like those Thorns.

Everything Is Good Enough.

Nobody There

In The Middle Of The Forest.

Nobody There.

In The Middle Of The Busy City.

Nobody There.

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Nobody.

Who Thoughts Belong To.

Just Thoughts.

Nobody.

Who Feelings Belong To.

Just Feelings.

Nobody.

Who Body Belongs To.

Just Body.

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Nobody There.