The place remains in my dreamslike a movie set preserved… Have assigned each rooma critique – disclosed the crimes Yet, it remains, like a beacondraws me to it, begs reflection What if I could go backnow that I can breathe Now that I’ve laid claim to maturity;would I discover a sudden windfall? Makeover conditioned motifs;reevaluate […]
Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
One Woman's Quest II 
Amen.
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I feel exactly the same.
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Amen!
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Reimnds me of what Alice said “curioser and curioser.”
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Exactly!
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How it should be imo
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Agreed, Paula!
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That was exactly what I was going to say!
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So do I! I love the image.
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome, VJ!
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It’s true for many people who have the urge to know.
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