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Take my ideas from me, and what would remain? A timeless understanding of time. A path of peace, known and unknown. Lonely, thus less traveled. But sure to arrive. My gift then would be sacrificed on that lonely path — the gift of jibe. My words here are only my suffering.
Ginni Chauhan
Janaka Stagnaro
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This verse is worthy of meditation. Very profound, Ginni.
Poetry, parables, articles — spiritual, life-lessons, Waldorf education, artwork. 11 books. www.janakasartandbooks.com
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