stripped

All of the artifice,

All the facade,

All of the ornaments,

All the accouterments;

What does it mean

At the end of the day,

But more baggage to carry

And lies we must bury,

Until we can’t recognize

The person we are

A lacking imitation

A pale imitation;

So strip yourself down

To the purest of things – –

Be true, pursue joy, embrace love

The heart of what life is made of

 

via Daily Prompt: Simplify

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