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On the edge of the cliff above me ***** rusty barrels loom full of pollutants detritus massed from the darkness of my errors poor decisions momentary failures to recall and then act on the ideals I rely on to inspire and move me. Here I am at dawn on the brink of a new day full of possibilities laughter, tenderness, listening and lingering here I am at a moment of genesis IF I have the sense and shameless audacity to simply notice and accept those looming barrels and their polluted contents as yesterdays and leave them there.
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 8:12 AM UTC
Leaving Yesterday
On the edge of the cliff above me ***** rusty barrels loom full of pollutants detritus massed from the darkness of my errors poor decisions momentary failures to recall and then act on the ideals I rely on to inspire and move me. Here I am at dawn on the brink of a new day full of possibilities laughter, tenderness, listening and lingering here I am at a moment of genesis IF I have the sense and shameless audacity to simply notice and accept those looming barrels and their polluted contents as yesterdays and leave them there.
glenn-currier
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 8:12 AM UTC
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