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Aug 2018
Uninspired
Unemployed
Need something to fill the void
Be it love or be it peace
It’s too high up, where I can’t reach
I wish I could say I’ve tried and failed
Only God knows that my ship has sailed
I’m way off course, I ride the waves
Hoping that, I’ll be saved
A hand to grab me and pull me in
A new life waiting to begin
I take a step to a sight unseen
I’ve lost my drive and have no dreams
Nothing for me to seek
It appears my ship has sprung a leak
I make promises that I can’t keep
The days give way while I’m fast asleep
I find a land where trees can speak
A guiding whisper in the leaves
The land provides all that I need
On solid ground the ocean deep
The mountains high up at its peak
A single tear runs down my cheek
The void’s now filled and I’m complete
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  49/M/Florida
(49/M/Florida)   
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