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Wall Street Journal Love Poem

January 6, 2016
By BrookieBag GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
BrookieBag GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Those are my people,
expressing their struggles,
expressing their thoughts.
Braving bonds begin to linger longer,
afraid to utter aloud,
then “whisper to me.”
I’ve never known another person,
of whom is confident to judge,
to be anxious and agoraphobic.
A common struggle,
of which I felt,
happened quick.
“God, send help,
make things different,
show the most meaningful insight.”
A place to be incredibly calm,
a place to be furiously happy,
is coming.

Things can be different.


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From “‘Furiously Happy’ Unites Kindred Spirits”


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