Mage Mommas.
More than enough, this simple life we have weaved.
Stripping all that cluttered and bore heavy burden.
Weaving what remained.
The things we took for granted, what are in fact he backbone.
The things we once considered so priceless.
Cheap and flimsy.
What was so treasured, so coveted, actually the disease that had us so incapacitated.
Endless circles of mindless chatter for so long.
It took stripping it all away to see so clearly.
Clear as day now I see what truly is more than enough.
This is beautiful.
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