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I were a feather, how many tips would I have? Would they be ruffled? Jagged?
Broken? Or just frayed on the ends, waiting to break, split or splinter?
Maybe even plucked and tossed to the side… just wanting to die. Perhaps
they would mend themselves…. With a good nights rest…maybe not…could
turn out to be one notorious nightmare after the other, enveloping each
of life's experience's we want to forget. The mind is a powerful thing…Too much or too little that is the question. How do we balance such a delicate thing? For each day is different as the one before, no matter our age or knowledge, I continually reply. What is the answer? I beg of you. Look at yourself! Dare not share, for it identifies and labels you. Stick to the unknowing, you'll be safe, secure and stable, maybe not to the extreme possible highest achievable level of happiness, but you won't get hurt. So dig deep…What will you choose? Open up…Move on…or Shut Down? When all else fails…Run like hell! And never look back! Lisa wrighter3@comcast.net |
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