Poem -

A Few Notes to Self

                                                                                         Without life,
                                                                             There can be no purpose ..
                                                                                    Without purpose,
                                                                            There can be no meaning ..
                                                                                   Without meaning,
                                                                               There can be no hope ..
                                                                                       Without hope,
                                                                              There simply cannot be ..

 

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Being Me

Hope!  The thing everything hinges on. There's nothing without hope. 

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Neville

Spot on Tina .. feel free to win a prize of your own choosing .. x

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Being Me

Hmmmm..  ( thinks deeply) hmmmm .... I choose for the world to understand tolerance and act on ending suffering. Too heavy? Okay then,  —> 🏆 that'll do.   Thankyou!

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Neville

I like it when I make you go Hmmmmmm .. more than once .. 

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