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COMFORTABLE AT GROUND LEVEL

COMFORTABLE AT GROUND LEVEL

Maybe, we're all misunderstood when we don't seem to blend in with of which tries to surround us...

We are different...

Some people are afraid of something...

Some of us have good fear because, we don't want to die that way...

Some people prefer to be on ground level looking up...

Some like to watch from above to look down to the ground...

Some don't like to be too high or too low...

They just stay above the tree tops...

If you find comfort in the ground level...

Don't hate what's above...

Maybe, try to understand...

sparrowsong

 

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Neville

An interesting take on differences and similarities .. and the backing track was most agreeable too .. Neville 

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Terry Reeves

Hi Sparrow,
Good take, comfort zone -
aren't you lonely when you're alone -
no.
Love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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Jim "The Lad" ....

so much hate in the world is so sad! and then there are those with wonderful empathy like you feathers !! trying to understand up and down. nice write!...................................................Jim

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sparrowsong

Hello Terry...

You're right, no...

If I didn't like myself very much that wouldn't be good at all...

Imagine be stuck like that with someone you don't like?

​​​​Ooph!

😝

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong

xoxo :)

 

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Bernadete van d...

Great writing Sparrowsong. If people wouldn’t try to “mold” everyone into their thinking and would understand that we’re all individuals and want to be accepted the way we are, it would be a better world. With more love and less hate & greed. Good person you are. 

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sparrowsong

Hello Jim...

Doesn't hate and ignorance go hand in hand?

Zach Rushing said it best when he talks about the board and stupid people...

It's so easy to feel that way...

​​​​I know Nurses and it's like why did you become a Nurse or how?

I don't know how anyone in a great position can be so lax on their job duties and they don't care  about doing the best job they can do...

I would be so embarrassed...

In my opinion there are things we shouldn't try to understand...

I'm not on their Path or going in their direction anyway...

They have their followers for that...

They don't like half the Country anyway...

Why can't we become 2 in 1...

Laundry Detergent and Shampoo can do it...

Why can't we?

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Bernadette...

There are things I say to myself everyday...

When I make mistakes I know it quite quickly...

​​​​​​When you can feel your Spirit get sad you have to make it right...

People will test you...

Some of us know in Godspeed, others not so much...

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Nev...

I thought I thanked you...

I don't see it...

Thank you very much for your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong

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