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Response to Life

Wonder if it's a condition, this broken part
I cannot mend. 
How am I to go it alone?
My path, arduous and unexplainable.

It is in my aloneness that I discover I am
nothing in and of myself.
It is the love that
moves through me that my life is sustained.

In creating my own reality I am
reminded its really my response to
Please shall I not cry in vain.

Joy Hardy


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