Kneading my truths some time ago. The lost of not having But having "now". Nothing can be lost 4 now. Everything in now The experience being experienced. Becoming not lost Leading the door open to not having the lost anymore. Having a foundation of continuation For you to go ahead for yourself's better Leaving tears may form While forming this norm Of re entering Like Needing to be battered. You become torn down Simply for the exstacy of both sides. Your fears being found for the sake of the bread rising again Under your leadership Of found ways To your anchor of continuation.