Ahh yes it’s not exactly amazing
But it helps sometimes.
I’ll tell you my secret
How I am as firm and solid as I seem.
Take my hand I’ll guide you past
The smoke and the mirrors,
To this locked wooden box
With a small jar inside.
It’s my weatherproofing
I spread it on every morning
Head to toe
Ankle to earlobe spread evenly.
Endurance of any trial a piece of cake,
Winter? Easy
Sadness? Doable.
Loss of job? No problem.
A crippling fear that every damn thing I’ll ever try in my whole damn life will never amount to anything and by the end of it just be a younger looking version of my dad? I can deal with that too.
I don’t usually part with such a secret,
But since you’re asking
That’s my secret power.
– Vagabond Prophet
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