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Gypsyluv May 2016
It's always a challenge
Expectations have grown like weeds in my mind all day
While the moon dances I am free to be true to my heart
Pushing my way thru the garden of my mind
Pulling expectations up from their roots in hopes they never come back
My heart getting stronger with every pull
And when the moon lulls itself to sleep
I am greeted by the sun warming my face
And a mind free of expectations of anything
My garden is clean
And today my heart is a little bit stronger

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