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Disappearing Ink
You pen beautiful poems,
revealing hurts, worries,
secret desires of your soul.
Dancing on high wires,
creating cosmic alchemy,
then your words
are gone in a blink.
You must be using
disappearing ink!
Friday 10th January 2020 3:22 am
Enlightenment
Every time I think I have become enlightened and can handle anything, a new challenge shows up to test me. Whether it's toxicity in my body, family illness or death, rejection of a lover, friend, stranger, job, point of view, whatever... ego is the first to show up on the scene, like a paramedic giving CPR to revive my pride. Pride dies, only to come back a little weaker next round, like a cat wit...
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