Distinct, custom and personal brands of our personal affirmations confirm truth.
Draws you as undertow currents toward and to not always bluebirds of happiness' melodies; but by chance that of often and necessary honey's rawness.
Honey in that it's bittersweet. Sweet in taste and bitter is it's source: that which stings.
Sometimes, you can't see.
Vision quests do beckon; assurance resides and sometimes brutal assaulting truths chime; soar and roar ascensions of freedom that bring you home.
Home: where salty wounds take the hands of time into their own and dance the salsa til' the end of time.
Endings navigate in circles and reveal new growth; which in turn blossom into your sensual affirmations that smell honesty.
Honesty is the root of the mustard seed tree name called Honor.
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