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Green Fields

Green Fields

Real love is strong enough to keep us from testing the other side of a fence.  It's impossible to know for sure what we really want until we've had a taste of all the options, but real love is enough to make you forget there are other options. It's enough to keep your mind in a tunnel, to be  nieav is to be in truth.

But what if you've had both sides before and you find that you can't tell which is better. For all the time that you spend in one field you know that there is another just outside your reach and it's not because you can't take the step forward it's that you refuse to. Out of loyalty or possibly stupidity we try to tell ourselves we are fine with what we have and what we have is enough,  but for how long? How long do we pretend not to miss the other side, how long do we play ?

In the end you never truly win. If you think you've found your field before you've walked 20 steps then your blind to the other options over the hill. If you take 100 steps and never stop you'll never find satisfaction because you've gone too far to settle for mediocrity. And of course if your so lucky to find two fields that's seem equal how do you ever live with making a choice.

But that's the ringer , everything comes with a down side even the brightest sun has to burn out some day. All we can hope for is a light that keeps us warm long enough that we forget it has to end.  

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