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I’ve been here all the while. Like an old truck stop… A dwelling full of life..hardly noticed. One day your spirit tank runs dry and you must stop and stay for a while. The once overlooked dwelling helps through filling the tanks of those left empty handed The other spirit leaves, thankful, for not being left out in “no where land” to die stranded. The exchange is of care with no need of personal gain Simply “I’ll come back to visit” and “to bring some friends with me.” To the stop that helped a stranded visitor Return on their way Simply out of care to see to it that they are able to continue,onward, to another well traveled day.
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
The Truck Stop