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FREQUENT FLYER Playing a part in public domain can others see what the others contain We stay or play, manage to be together, will the others anguish remain hidden forever Gravity keeps us grounded lessons make us well rounded,what is in place to keep us sane Softness and safety found in sanity,gradually removed with too much pressure Being kind to the mentally blind may not come naturally, our own inner truths maybe not as easy to maintain Many feel madness often hidden in the gladness,not noticing cracks in the glass ,will it shatter with the next stressor Dare we simply say to another deal with it when the deal has already been done,to late to just refrain Which level do we fail the test aren't we normal if doing our best ,not always our own best judge however Games people play by letting the mind go astray,something missing or just gaining weight from the strain Reaching out, often too late but what is left brewing when we wait,time makes its own judgments but out in the open will we be our best assessor .R.C.
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Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 7:19 AM UTC
FREQUENT FLYER
FREQUENT FLYER Playing a part in public domain can others see what the others contain We stay or play, manage to be together, will the others anguish remain hidden forever Gravity keeps us grounded lessons make us well rounded,what is in place to keep us sane Softness and safety found in sanity,gradually removed with too much pressure Being kind to the mentally blind may not come naturally, our own inner truths maybe not as easy to maintain Many feel madness often hidden in the gladness,not noticing cracks in the glass ,will it shatter with the next stressor Dare we simply say to another deal with it when the deal has already been done,to late to just refrain Which level do we fail the test aren't we normal if doing our best ,not always our own best judge however Games people play by letting the mind go astray,something missing or just gaining weight from the strain Reaching out, often too late but what is left brewing when we wait,time makes its own judgments but out in the open will we be our best assessor .R.C.
Watching some happenings with others brought the thoughts,a rise or fall of what looks like a simple mindset to others might be panic to them? Left the title because at what point does the "rescue" also become a true habit? . Thanks for reading . Your thoughts are appreciated"Peace Takes Practice" Rick
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Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 7:19 AM UTC
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