Of these two thousand "I" and "We" people,
which am I?

Don't try to keep me from asking!
Listen, when I'm this out of control!
But don't put anything breakable in my way!
There is an original inside me.
What's here is a mirror for that, for you.

If you are joyful, I am.
If you grieve, or if you're bitter, or graceful,
I take on those qualities.

Like the shadow of a cypress tree in the meadow,
like the shadow of a rose,
I live close to the rose.

If I separated myself from you,
I would turn entirely thorn.

Every second, I drink another cup of my own blood wine.
Every instant, I break an empty cup against your door.

I reach out, wanting you to tear me open. 
Generosity lights a candle in my chest.

Who am I then?

An empty begging bowl.
Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere, cloudcover thick.

I try to stay just above the surface,
yet I'm already under and living within the ocean.

Does sunset sometimes look like the sun's coming up?
Do you know what a faithful love is like?
You're crying.
You say you've burned yourself.
But can you think of anyone
who's not hazy with smoke?

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Long time No see!
How are you guys?
My boards are nearing and it's so very difficult to cope up...
I hope you all understand anyways See y'all soon 💕💕