How we get, STUCK in the cycle of pursuing something, not reaching it, feeling upset that we can't reach it (whatever it may be), and start back, all over in our, same old, pursuits, again, and again, and we never, get out!  Translated… The … Read on blog or Reader Mirroring the World Read on blog or Reader Almost, There, a Poem taurusingemini March 22 How we get, STUCK in the cycle of pursuing something, not reaching it, feeling upset that we can't reach it (whatever it may be), and start back, all over in our, same old, pursuits, again, and again, and we never, get out!  Translated… The Spirits Rehearsed To Force the Sounds from the Darkness Out Weaving Them into Majestic, Cocoons Waiting for the Daylight like, this...jumping over, countless number of, obstacles, only to find more that came, before, us...photo from online Those, Hatred that Got Nowhere to Go Ends Right Here Always, Lost to the Glories by a Minimum A Far, Far Ways Away From the Sentimental The Colors, Not Visible Enough Can't Catch up to the, Bright and Shiny Colors Of the Sadness, the Sorrows, or the, Losses So, this is on how, things never quite, catches up to the times, we're always, trying to reach that mark of greatness, and yet, every time we though we were, too close to reach it, someone lifted the goal higher up, and we'd, had to, begin from, ground zero again, and we get caught, in this, endless, pursuit of, reaching what we can't, ever, accomplish in our, lives… Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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