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Jun 2014
Day after day it seems as if I'm running in place. Stuck in this labyrinth. There's no way out. It's a never ending maze with dead ends around each corner. I'm searching in the maze, but for what? Something nonexistent? I pause and start to look deep into my soul for this thing. What do I see? Empty. Dark. Nothing. This thing is not concrete. Joy. It is joy. Happiness. Peace. Serenity.
Courtney Taylor
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Courtney Taylor  Texas
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