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Like so many others I find myself composing things to share in my head, but.....faced with the blank page, I , I hesitate...... and words flee, fear, it is all an icy fear. The words flee. The mask of resoluteness slides into place and I'm all alone again, in isolation.....alone. I, Me, myself, id, ego, pride. Someday!
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Nammu
…Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. …...
Desiderata Max Ehrmann
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