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What we love and care the most

is often the one thing we fear losing.

Attachments of any kind

can be a bearer of both joy and sorrow.

Yet through our ingenuity and tenacity

we keep pushing and keep dreaming,

of a time and a place,

where the hard, rigid thorn meets the lovely and vibrant rose,

and the smell is sweet and its touch is warm.



Categories: My thoughts, Poetry

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