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Jan 2021
Sometimes,

What we know
May not be so.

What we want
May not be good for us.

What happens
May not be what we expected

We may believe
Our blessings are being blocked

When really the block
Could be the blessing

We’re seeking

We must learn
To bend like the trees.
Edmund black
Written by
Edmund black  39/M/NJ
(39/M/NJ)   
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