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I feel I lost control of my personal life at 49. It was my first bout of cancer and I went into it not knowing if I would survive. I did, but everything in my life changed dramatically. Over the years I wanted and tried to be in control but never was or am.
Lately I feel a total loss of control and it is depressing, irritating, and mind boggling at times seeing the US fall apart. I feel all of the positive strides we in the US have fought for and won are collapsing and in danger of losing altogether.
I don’t wish to be a doomsday person, but think back to 2016–after 8 years of finally making all kinds of progress, did you think in your wildest dreams, a “thing” like Trump would be a US president?
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There was not a reblog button on his site, but click and get a smile, or three!
https://theworldofbrutus.com/2020/09/23/a-letter-to-the-editor-44-more-silly-words/#like-2244
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From a tiny seed to birth
I’ve contemplated, sought my worth
Many dreams and wishes sown
All these thoughts I keep my own
Growing up and out in the world
Emotions spark my mind unfurled
I hope to grow more each day
My imagination in every way.
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https://dversepoets.com/2020/09/22/let-your-words-be-your-paintbrush/#like-20400
The most popular song in the world – “Dynamite” by the Korean band BTS. I really enjoyed this upbeat song and amazing young group. Check out the NPR Tiny Desk Concerts, you won’t be disappointed.
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Night sky silver stars
Tell me a bedtime story
Please make it sparkle
With kings, queens, armored knights and
Castles for me to delight.

I think you should deviate
Even choose to meditate
From evil thoughts and deeds
To fill some others’ needs
That abject scoundrelism
Doesn’t agree with my vision
As your mother I foresee
That mischievous is not a thing to be
Furthermore I’d advise
To start behaving–would be wise
For now while I control your coin
I’d ask for you not to join
Others when they skip school
To do so makes you look the fool.
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Where I go, no one can follow. You may think we are the same, you and I–friends, relatives, people who think they are paddling the same boat upstream. We are not. Similar experiences do not make us buddies or even acquainted on that level. I can empathize, sympathize and honestly feel for you, but I can never see through your eyes. We all keep parts of ourselves hidden. We may travel the same path but our steps will be different.
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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, September 22, 2020

My heart sings with your embrace
I have missed you so much
Hug me tighter, feel me closer
Now our hearts once again beat in syncopation.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/09/22/photo-challenge-333/#like-20634
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