From Kingslane to Porter Rd, stories best left untold. Observing, learning. Wondering constantly, questioning incessantly. Still, blind as I can be. Will I ever see?
Tag: Self care
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peacefully serene….very grateful
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Desiring a reality I once knew. Craving objects I have known. Beaten down, driven mad. All I want is what I had. No more than that. Or any less. Just what I’m owed, I confess.
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If there were no edge, where would I live? Anywhere? Would I exist? It’s all I know, where I’ve been. Always close, never within. At ease here, everything clear….
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one lonely tree…no leafs to see
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Lazy river, rolling coiling. Soothing, calming, very consoling. Ease my spirit, help me unwind. Harsh world, unkind. Caustic vibes, recklessly ruining. Awesome river, slowly renewing.
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quiet morning
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Ezra’s in a festive mood….
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Peak barely reachable, summit virtually unattainable. Height unimaginable. Bottom becoming seeable. Lowest point reachable. Anything is possible.
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Slowly exhaling, winding down. Another deep breath, gazing around. Waiting for trouble, none to be found. Just cheerful reminders, sunshine everywhere. Not one sign reading “Beware”……
Escape Reality 