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Certainty or Doubt 🙃

Certainty or Doubt 🙃

Hovering between the hands of certainty or doubt

There lies that very fine line, one’s subconscious could do well without

Yon little hesitation, harbouring suspicion

A clarity of courageous, confidence to trust one’s own decision

One has to come to conclusions from amidst one’s capacity of conception

Waying up the pros and cons of possible problems beyond one’s own supervision

Uneasiness, apprehension may rear it’s troublesome torment

A plague of perplexity presents problematic worriment

Whist we are undecided, unsettled and up in the air

Hemming and hawing of hesitations hankers one’s do or dare

Betwixt and between our judgemental indecisiveness

We are caught up in a wishy-washy worthlessness of potential, pointlessness

Such a nuisance that dillying-dallying of undeniable distrust

One is mindlessness of mastering one’s particular mistrust

A solitary poke or prod to push us in the right direction

A comforting cooperating, helping hand intervention...

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Jill Tait

Awww glad u say so ❤️💙❤️

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Marion

So very true Jill ♥️

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Jill Tait

Awww ay luv Ty my Chickadee ❤️💕❤️

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