If only I could slide
Between folds of time
Without disturbing anyone
Nor be disturbed myself
Just long enough and until
I could see, to know where
I best fit into lives of strangers
Friends and family and love
So I could slip on my true skin
Step out of my sorts as… just me. […]
Sonali’s dream — Whispers of a poet’s heart
I’m glad you chose to share it and great picture too.
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It was too good to not share and thank you 🙂
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😊 open to help you write anytime and it was my pleasure and your most welcome.
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Thank you!
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Such an interesting thought- to know how others perceive you and where you stand in their lives!
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Indeed.
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To be that fly on the wall, that wild card among the shuffling deck of cards. To get in that comfortable place in line without disrupting the flow and letting anyone know your presence was there or gone. To know what piece of the puzzle you represent and where you can love and be appreciated. To get in where you can be you, just like you said…and be appreciated. I know the feeling.🌹
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Clearly you do 🙂 Thank you.
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Thank you lovely, this was beautiful.🌹
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Thank you Roy ♥
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