For The Time Being

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By angela

Our home Is being dismantled With cold comfort As pieces of the past Collide with different Expectations of the here and now Like trigger points Being re-arranged and demonstrated In a tray of sand Revealing how old patterns Still seem to form our choices Until one day A new feeling comes Blessed with depth of kindness A true love To help you realize You lost nothing Just gained your sanity A knew you moment With a note to self To have a good time

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