For me. For you. For us.
It’s hard to accept.
It isn’t my strongest suit
to watch the imperfection glaring
from the other side of the mirror,
but it does make it clearer,
even, though, I prefer to be blind
It’s starring, and it is glaring
Thus, I yield and I notice
begrudgingly kneeling
and spinning around to fix
the unfixable.
Whimsical Humor, Nonsense, No Sense
"Not all who wander are lost..."
The Secret of Change Is to Focus All of Your Energy, Not on Fighting the Old, But on Building the New - Socrates
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