A gift is just a gift sometimes, maybe life decides we fight so hard, it's time to give us something for our efforts, it's not necesarily something you need to have, it's simply something you want to have.
It's something that grows with you not out of you, it's something that makes life a little sweeter, a bit nicer, something that changes your life forever, and eventually question your sense of independence...what if said "gift" were gitfted with thought and reasoning, what if it had already thought the same thing over a thousand times?
What if said "Gifts" were independent as well?
Does that make them stop being gifts and turns them into freedom fighters, sorry, "Freedom Gifters"?
Does that strip them of their beautiful nature and clouds them into cold, cold reasoning?
Some things in life are just gifts, beautiful gifts, endless gifts, priceless treasures...
If we bite they may bite back, if we apreciate them as they appreciate us it makes all the sense in the world.
If the wrapping is nice, it doesn't mean the inside isn't thrice as much...
Some surprises in life come with even better ones neath' the wrapping.
Some folks are just excellent gift givers, some folks just make themselves a human gift.
They have no idea of it.
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