before we go

I came like Water, and like Wind I go.

The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám

appreciation for a bowl of porridge comes with time.
but first, you will learn to cherish all the little stories
of your childhood that your parents unintentionally
embarrassed you in front of every new love of your
unfinished life.

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