The worries of life draw us away from the things that really matter. Sometimes we forget about the simple things, the most essential things, as we struggle to deal with life’s daily distractions. Well said, Anna.
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I’m formless yet
so worried about
doing and looking
forgetting the sweetness
of being alive forsaking
god somewhere on my
own map of events
duties and having to have
being liked and praised
endless strife if I could
just stop it a minute
to get – that craved
drink of fresh water
transparent and true
on the shore of
consciousness
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Stumbling along the sidewalk 
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