Long ago a light
that no one saw
The walk to grandma's house
a heart line
of generations
once remembered
around fires
dream songs
soulful canvases
where refection
was ritual cleaning
of bone marrow happiness
Then fast
moving changes
brought this inner light smile
to the surface
Cameras
attached to
insecurities
of selfish ego
trapped in
superficial
selfies
now becoming
part of the
ritual of
unhappiness
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