Primum Non Nocere

I woke up and the sun raised across my worn skin like a king , or a queen , or a new dimension of wealth and understanding. A small little something is correct in the simple thought that yesterday is gone , as are the tear tracks on your cheek. I am a stone being refined by the rivers violent current. My colors and vibrancy shall no longer be ignored and a love , an honest love , is on the breast of knowledge basted in experience . These streets are my home. I am invisible and I am everywhere. I will never leave your side.