I saw a shining light.
It shined, it shined, it shined so bright.
I could not stand the sight.
Of darkness folding before this light.
A brightness striking deep within.
Dispelling torrents of rage, amen.
A beauty I did not wish to see.
A reflection of something lost in me.
-OM
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Those look like snow clouds!
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It’s an old photo from the Springs. 🙂
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Ah ha! I was right! 😉
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I like this poem Jason💜
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Ah.. that explains the really expensive spirits?
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We all have our vices. Mine are scotch, watches, shoes, and nice ties.
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So very true! No judgement here. 🙂
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LoL glad to hear it. 😂🤷♂️
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Hey, we’re all grown too so what’s the point? 😂
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I suppose there’s worse things. Heh
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That’s also true. But It’s all so subjective. I personally see nothing wrong with a grown man enjoying fine spirits and shoes.
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That makes two of us.
Funny enough, I had someone criticize my suits and me wearing them work today.
Haters will hate I suppose.
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Wow, sounds like you’re outgrowing your environment.
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🤔 That sense of losing a piece of yourself due to circumstances.
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It happens right. Sadly.
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It sure does. How do you fill the spaces?
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With scotch lately. 🤷♂️
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