Poem, Sober Reality
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Always something I hold synergy with in your poetry. I often see that sadness in older people’s eyes. Hidden deep in war veterans especially who lost childhood along with friends. I see “Why me?” coupled with disbelief at post war generations who think they have it hard. Terrible though, nearing the end and realising life has not gone how the early dreams wanted.
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Not quite near the end yet (I hope!) but still hoping for at least one dream to come true!
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Oh my, I never intended it to sound like you were near the end!!! Same here though, my goal I to publish something. Then again, I’m terrible at not seeing what I have achieved and replacing those with things I haven’t. Not very mindful methinks!
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I am the same. People are always reminding me of my achievements. I think my fears must mask the good bits!
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Some minds never seem to grab the positive achievements properly…often a strong link between intelligence and ability to think on that aspect too. Fears do mask potential too. I’m there in that regard to publishing. I don’t even think it’s a rational thought process either!!!
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It doesn’t appear to be a logical process, which surprises me…
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