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shall I tell you about
'My Empty Life'
I go to work
I come home
I pay the bills
visit some old friends
and do the housework
I even cook an occasional meal
when I feel I have the energy
but other than that
there is little to elaborate on
there is a person who lives on the fringe
he claims to love me
but he too is busy with his work and his life
we exist in a vacuum
eying that glorious dream of 'One Day'
my hopes have faded from lack of nourishment
I find those old dreams almost unappetizing anymore
dreams of one day just don't sustain me
surprisingly enough
I've accepted my lot
it could be worse
I count my blessings often
though sometimes through my tired and fed up tears
believing love and purpose are both gifts that await
me down the road
but first, I must maneuver through some hard, long and
lonely years
for good things indeed do, come to those who wait
love most especially
but always its face is shrouded in clever disguise..............
(Aug. 29, 2012 1242pm)