It is raining
Not the torrential washout
But soft and warm
like tears
Pondering
living with cowardice
living with resignation
one can make a good, GOOD lie
ups meant to say life
But cowardly decisions
so corrosive
Resignation
dead and breathless
What grows in that garden?
It is indeed
through interaction with others
that I am revealed
wants
strengths
and weaknesses.
Bloody marvelous!
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