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text from mom
shrimp skewers
and stuffed venison
steaks
two hours of driving
is it worth it?
what will I miss?
what if some great
occurence occurs
and Im not there
or worse what if
Im there
but the occurence
in fact
does not occur
How did I get
so indecisive
and afraid
of interaction
afraid to do
anything, afraid
of choices, more
specifically, the
unchosen choice
Im sure Ill just
sit at home
waiting…
just waiting…
I can't be sure, but I'll bet it's those unchosen ones that come back to bite us in the ass. I hope you're in your car driving toward those shrimp skewers as I'm writing this. xoxo
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I love ur poetry…. its beautiful….Im new to bloggin n jus started a lil poetry myself… if u get da time give it a look n let me kno wat u think…http://dysfunktionalmusings.blogspot.com/
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Good poem, maybe tie a cord around your ankle, and tie the other end to a friend and let let them do the thinking for a few weeks.
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"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream." -Van Gogh
Reflections on Resonance 
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