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Be conscious of who you let into your life,
Not because connections are worth little,
But because they mean so much.
Be mindful of the type of connections,
And how they’ll feed your soul.

Your soul is fertile soil,
Where you plant the seeds of hopes and dreams.
It’s the garden where love sprouts,
Cloaking your heart’s treasures.
Protect its fertility, guard against contamination.

Keep your soul unpolluted, healthy…
Protect your soul.

Read This Micro Poem Next!: I’ll Gladly Be

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