I am the Universe
a big heart is sweet but heavy
I am happy with my sorrows
Selfish people Do not love themselves. They burn to change a self They have judged to be imcomplete.
Those who love themselves Indeed need very little.
I am ecstatic before my beauty I tremble before my wrath I am fooled by my own image I am perplexed at myself I am certain of Being.
I am the Universe And I have come to bloom
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