Language of love,
a universality,
Spanish, French, English or
Portuguese,
carries the heart to where it longs to be,
a surreal image,
a heartfelt dream,
moonlit nights,
silver streams,
Two souls that flow in harmony,
the music of their…
Those Winter Sundays -- Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.
Kendrick Lamar, To Pimp a Butterfly > Quotes > Quotable Quote
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“I remember you was conflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power, full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found…