You can fan the flames with hate
or stoke the fire with love,
either way, it’s going to burn.
Choose
You can fan the flames with hate
or stoke the fire with love,
either way, it’s going to burn.
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
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Seems as though it should be an easy choice – why so hard for so many?
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
And, we can’t not choose
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Thank you, Bob
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Beautiful.
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