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Rose Colored Glasses
My world feels like its falling apart.
The constant resurrection of dire straits is still raging.
What I see as innocent appears to have an ulterior motive.
What does it take to shatter those rose colored glasses?
This existence will now have to be travelled with extreme caution.
The long windy road will have to be navigated to avoid those treacherous hazards.
What once was a feeling of unity, happiness and solidarity now seems to be a situation of disconnect, sorrow and isolation.
Was this always the case or did the rose colored glasses hide all of the blemishes.
The one thing I do know is that I dearly love her and want to do the best for her.
