IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
That is the only way to forget ahead!
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Agreed
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Oh, my! I meant forge! lol
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I got it! Lol
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🙂
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Beautiful affirmation and imagery! Surrendering with my VJ 🕺💥♥️
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Wonderful, my friend down the road 🥰
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Yes!
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😊💕
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Yes!! (There is so much I don’t know!)
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Isn’t that the glory of life!
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Indeed, it is!
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A recipe for a good life!
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😊💕
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A good mantra to start the day!
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Thanks
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You’re welcome.
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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😊
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