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Nov 2014
Naturally it is the sum of our inner forces
which forces us to look back again and again,
perhaps with too much of Anguish in the way,
reminding us of what we have or have not been
-for Anguish bears a semblance to Memory.

And this form of regret tries thru discourses to
look for resources for you to overwhelm. So we
must work hard towards this our goals,
regardless of the hardships
-that puts
us at the helm,
like
a Captain of survival.

One should only look back to correct
the course of their life in effect,
not to
kick themselves in
the hind
for every
slack, but to try to err
on the side of right.

Just remember, if our means have no end,
then our end has no means
, to keep
obstinate blockades in the way of our
impassioned & hopeful dreams.
The secret protects itself.
Jamie L Cantore
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Jamie L Cantore  The Land Of Flowing Hair
(The Land Of Flowing Hair)   
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