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I don’t write a lot of poems like this, but I wanted to capture the way I used to feel years ago.
A Memory of a Place I Used to Walk.
As I walk through this valley,
not of the shadow
of death,
but the in between shade
of limbo.
I wonder and I wander.
I wander and I wonder.
Is there more?
Is my hope in vain?
Is it just a mirage
to induce more pain?
Should I continue on,
or turn back now?
Even though I know the why
I have no idea of the how.
4/2/26
Walter and Pablo2 Comments-
Wow Kristina…
This is so profound….
I think that existential places like this
are ever present, even if we aren’t aware of them…
But having an awareness of them…
Having experienced them…
Adds so much to a person…
I, myself, have struggled with a lot of stuff…
But I think it all made me better…
I remember wandering the wastes…
So very lost…
I still wander the wastes…
So very:
Found! :)))
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(On a side note…
Getting more used to this interface and liking…
I upgraded the server I think is good…
I removed the captcha entirely it looks like…
But I think it possibly makes you have to log in a few times…
I will look into that…
Hope you are having a fine day…
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(Very effective structure..!)
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@Cipher_O Thank you, I appreciate your thoughts on this. I hope you are having a great night!
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