Yesterday was weird. The time I spent with my family was wonderful because I always have a good time with them. I wrote a sonnet.

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Days where we often gather for reasons
that vary through culture’s control, think of
a place past religion where no season
is necessary to result in love.
Respect to all deities that stand for
truth. Faith is sacred, form – irrelevant.
Divine souls cannot fathom any war.
On belief? Killing in the name of it?
We remain one peace, regardless of acts,
part of the other – accept this or not.
Do not confuse a religion with fact.
Human life possesses its own odd plot.
My spirituality might seem brave,
I don’t feel afraid, we’re already saved.