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how often we forget
it is us revolving
around the sun
we sit contemplating
in our living room
the shadows changing
how often we forget
we are mirrors
of others attitudes
we point the finger
pick up a part to act
just impersonating
how often we forget
to simply be a simple
word being thank you
no chats about the sun
moving raising setting
telling ourselves truths
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This poem is included in the bilingual collection California Notebooks 01. Click on the title for info.
annamosca 
Lovely poem with an important message. 💖
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Yes, hard to apply but important to say it. Thank you for your feed back
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Yes, very true! Of course, you’re so welcome!
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May I share this on a poetry site of mine, full credit given to you? It’s wonderful and was cultivated from quite the deep spot. Don’t feel obliged in sharing, btw. 🙂 Cheers.
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No problem as long as credit is given! I’m happy you like it to the point of sharing it, link me in please. All the best 😁
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So very true
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😁 Thank you
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Love your words
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Your writing is gorgeous!! ❤️
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Very kind of you, thank you 🌷
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You’re very welcome Anna!
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First of all, great poetry. Have been all over your site and it’s lovely to read.
Secondly, thank you for dropping by my own site (which is how I found yours, of course). I’m glad you like what you’ve read.
We have very different styles but the passion’s there and that’s all that matters.
All the best and I wish I had your Air Miles…
John Ormsby
(tuo cugino canadese)
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Nice to read your message John, happy you like my work, all the best to you!
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