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my dreams (2017).

I woke from a dream and I started to cry. 

Even before I was aware that I was dreaming, my tears decided to say good morning first. 

According to MyDreams (2017), maybe I am a broken person because the chain of people I have hurt won`t break. I was fighting alone and it was so strange to find out that I have not yet forgiven myself. 

Even if this dream wasn`t real, my mind is real. 

I was beating people up because someone close to me told a lie and everyone that I had loved didn`t believe me. They just didn`t want to hear it even when I spoke truth.

 Anyway, the moral of this story… 

Just cry. 

Just do it. 

Nature is made of salted water so appreciate that you own the surface of the Earth. In your soul, there is a different kind of geology. There will always be an end of the world because tears are a war of thirst. 

Your eyes, get to know them, they are own social plate. Yes, dishes do need drying. Take the time to look at your waters face. 

Just cry damn it. Your spiritual experience needs dusting. No one said you needed permission to dense your own body. Just do it because your breathing will find another door and not even you can stop the weeping. 

- Zoleka Mannie.

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The square root of HOMO: The poeticle by Zoleka Bernice Mannie

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HOMO: THE POETICLE. CONTENT AVAILABLE FOR DOWNLOAD BECAUSE I GIVE A FUCK. However, I am looking for a mentor or publishing house that understands what I am doing...Hope you find me and eeeEEENjjjjoooooy!!!