On the Border of God's Blessing

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Personal- Hopeful

I straddle the fence

Unsure of where

To put my foot-



Whether where

Barbed wire will

Prick me but once

The pain subsides

I’ll find myself

Surrounded with

Like-minded people.



Or on the other side,

Where I know the

Grass is greener,

But I will be all alone

At least in physical terms

Because there will

Always be one to fertilize

My drying up, soiled soul.

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