Tarot poem
6 of Cups
Innocence - unconditional love - nostalgia - memories - children - inner child healing
bumblebee,
you are a soldier, yes——
but remember the sweetness of that
roll in the treasures
of the bud.
the moment when all missions melt,
and the tickling caress of purpose
plays at being rest.
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