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IF I STOP TRYING


Stage fright exited stage right a while ago now and love is set to make her entrance.

Hear her shriek?

She approaches beneath my feet…

Jump!

Shriek!

Too late, the ride’s begun to shape you and now there’s no going back.

What?

It doesn’t matter if you fail. It only matters that you not stop trying!

She, the earth is the heaven of my belief and worth more than all I've done before I imagined it so. End all wars, feed those that are hungry, douse those thirsty with the water of my love, clothe those who need it, not the masses, love those near and those far, for the spirit is not limited by manmade time or some other nonsense attempting to fathom eternity when eternity has no bounds.

You’ve spun your story into itself and now it’s coming back through you and sounding much better…

The wind lifts me again.

Shhh…


© 2012 by mark richard prime


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