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Messenger Pigeon

Messenger Pigeon

Everyone hurts
except no one                                               
is to blame                                   
because no one ever wins                        
   “The blame game”

and even though I share
all of this with you
tomorrow
when I awake

nothing changes
because we don’t change
we only see what’s faulty in others
we are all different
yet the same

                                             Sarah Harry

 

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Marion

So very true Sarah...regards xx

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sarah harry

thanks dear i just wanna say thank you for the support you show all the writers here we do appreciate the time you take to read and leave behind comments 

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Tony Taylor

VERY well crafted poetically......and excellent delivery of VERY tricky subject matter!!......ALL STARS!!....well done SARAH!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo ?✴❤

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Nine Eleven

I believe we are changing, I believe we want a different life, a better life of understanding and knowledge.

I have faith in humanity and our evolution into enlightenment.

Great write Sarah.

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sarah harry

i do believe we are capable of change i just think that the pinpointing others so called "faults" need to end 
thank you for your comment i appreciate you leaving behind your thoughts 

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