At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Can’t even tell that you’ve used titles. Wonderful! ❤
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Thanks. Isn’t that cool?
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I like the flow. Were these arranged in order or did you move the titles around?
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I skipped a lot of titles (unrelated) and just switched the last two (broke my own rule)
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Lol! Rules are made to be broken! You’re a rebel!!
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Oh yeah!
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This is so gorgeous. I’m praying that your healing will be complete.
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Well..it seems always to be a process… thank you.
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Yes, I know about process…seems forever, but maybe that’s part of the Plan 🙂
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Yes…I believe so.
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🙂 ❤
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