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Getting There

Energies Spent

Getting There

Strays, at the entrance begging to get in,
Realizing where reality is surely to begin.
Needing all that is craved from resolution,
When, souls join to justify a consideration.

In a place where a liberty is set differently,
Jostling for position is the pleasing duality.
Two sides of a coin, showing true graceful,
So welcome boundaries define meaningful. 

Inside a pleasure born of a wish to depart,
A torment seen as yet another fearful start,
Any are freed from chains imposed by hurt,
With, energy spent giving emotion to exert.

Through the cracks of despair comes light,
To produce wealth beyond all narrow sight.
Sensations raised as a flexible approaches,
With respect to relishing of life, in searches.

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Marion

Very deep Richard, thoroughly enjoyed, thanks for sharing ?

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Richard Waters

" IT, is " all about " SHARING, as well as CARING. " You, know ?
I, suppose, you do, if, you put " your mind to it. " Whatever, allows you to give more to others. Right, for, it cannot be wrong. Surely ?  :) :) History does tend to point to this fact, there, or there-abouts. Satisfaction, in helping another, being the case. Frequently.  :) :) X

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