Not to die
Not to die does not mean live.
I want to live.
Not to cry does not mean laugh.
I want to laugh.
Not to hurt does not mean heal.
I want to heal.
Not to kill does not mean save.
I want to save.
Not to hate does not mean love.
I want to love.
Not to fall does not mean stand.
I want to stand.
It’s not enough not to. You have to want to. Or the shape of your life is shown only in the cutout of all the things you did not, were not, and are not.
Ouch, ouch, ouch! What a huge smack in the face that was for me. So true. Why is it so hard to do when its so easy to say, so easy to believe in? I think Im finally back. I miss reading ur work. Nice to see you are still around. Amber
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Well said. It reads like a poem. I know what it’s in reference to, but you should consider submiting it as a poem. Seriously. Oh and call me when you get out of work. I’m pretty sure I have a final $ tally for our trip this weekend. It’s not that bad either.
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