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Jan 2015
The beggar sits on a *** of gold
Yet he never looks inside.

He only sits on it

Asking for a coin here
a coin here
a coin here

We as humans have forgotten the love of life.
I as a human am ready to open my box of gold

and look inside.
I started listening to Eckhart Tolle when I realized that I was going to ruinΒ Β my relationship by staying in my mind
Dolores L Day
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Dolores L Day  California
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